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MORLEY MAGAZINE

SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER 1936

THE MAGAZINE OF MORLEY COLLEGE~ WESTMINSTER BRIDGE ROAD,

LONDON~ S.E.I

SATURDAY FIXTURES SEPTEMBER-OCTOBER

Beginning at 8 p.m. except where otherwise stated

September 19th Ad1T1tn1on

The London Chamber Ensemble present .-Three Comic Operas } 2/6 (Ruervedl

Produced by John Buckingham. 1 t6

September 26th Dance Cricket Club

October 3rd

New Students' Social. 5.30 Old Students' Re-union , 7.30 Whist Drive

October 10th

Dance : Rambling Club -

October 17th

Dramatic Productions

October 24th

Dance : Swimming Club -

October 31 st Orchestral Concert

(South London (M.C.) Orchestra of Unemployed Musicians)

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T HE MORLEY MAGAZINE The Monthly Magazine of Morley College,

Westminster Bridge Road, S.E.1

Vol. 22 SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER, 1936 No. 1

We Meet Again. Once again we start a new session; once

more we optimistically set about · hoping to improve our minds.

We ourselves always feel somehow, at the beginning of a new session, that we are on the verge of great things. This new session will not be at all like those in the past; this new lecturer will surely be instructive and interesting always; this new season of danc­ing, rambling, playing football or whatever it is, must soar to greater heights than any heretofore.

We have been like that for many sessions - since we were quite young, and entitled to be hopeful. .

Later in this session we will see at least one considerable improvement in the ameni­ties of the College. We will have our long­awaited extension completed. The dismal processions on wet winters' nights from the College to West Square will soon be things of the past. We will be able to use the Billiards-room for playing billiards; we may even be able, sometimes, to rehearse our plays and dances on the stage instead of on a back-stair landing.

There will be · room for everything and everybody, until another thousand or so young Londoners start clamouring · for admission. Presumably the bother will then start all over again.

To Newcomers. To new students we wish to extend the

heartiest welcome.

We would like to impress upon you that the facilities -the College provides do not end with the classes or lectures you attend. Your membership of Morley should give you a sound knowledge of the subject you have set out to study. The College has only partly succeeded if you have not acquired many new friends here.

You will find in this magazine a section devoted to the various clubs and societies in Morley. Students are expending time and energy in plenty in organising leisure-time pursuits of all kinds. Surely among them there is one in which . YOU are interested.

We can assure all new members of a most cordial reception in any of the Morley Clubs.

This Little World. Far be it from us to set ourselves up as

commentators on international affairs. A ,superficial survey would fill pages and events move so quickly that before it was in print it would be behind the times.

Almost every nation, it seems, is busily engaged in preparing either to invade another's territory, or to resist a threatened invasion of its own. The exceptions are mainly those nations who are too busy trying to quell internal disorders. Revolutions. counter-revolutions, risings and strikes are the orders of the day.

We in this country are sitting back in the comfortable conviction that "it can't happen here." Our unemployed figures decrease daily-though we note that almost every

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shop in our locality displays 'a notice: "Re­lief Tickets Taken Here." We have estab­lished boards and commissions to guard us against over-production-we just ignore the reports on malnutrition in industrial areas. Apart from an extra few ·hundred millions spent on armaments and a little public gas­mask drill, we have no thought of war.

We have, it seems, every cause to con­gratulate ourselves. Our workers are not of the stuff of which fire-brands are made. Our rulers are not oppressors. Our democracy is the envy of the world-Soviet Russia and the US.A. excepted. We maintain our fairly benevolent rule over millions of coloured subjects.

We can only hope that acquisitive and ag­gressive neighbours will not unite, or indi­vidually rise to sufficient power to challenge us. It would · be most annoying if the new College extension were demolished in an air-raid.

From Abroad. Sidelights on the situation in Palestine. A

friend-himself a Jew-travelling there on holiq.ay, writes from Tel-Aviv, the wonder­ful modern city built by Jewish enterprise:­" I am more pleased than I ever imagined I could be to be out here at the present mo­ment. It isn't just the fun of being in the midst of toy fireworks . In a real sense, no person travelling out of a Jewish town or village knows whether he will return alive: Bombs, bullets, explosions and shootings have become part of the day's experience. Myself, I have already been fired at twice­. fortunately missed-and was present in a cinema in Haifa when a bomb exploded­again fortun~tely with very little damage. In the settlements the workers have not had a wink of sleep since the riots began. They work all day, and at night are out watching. The women snatch what sleep they can in the intervals of lying flat on their stomachs when the shooting begins!

"Although not all the settlements have a toll of deaths, the agony and suspense is be-

· ginning to tell on the: workers. Tel-Aviv is, perhaps, the one spot where ' business is almost as usual.' The only people of Tel­Aviv who have heard shots are those living on the outskirts. Otherwise, the whole country is a happy hunting-ground for snipers. You don't know where the next bullet is coming from . . "And none knows how long it is all going

to last. My own feeling is that the Govern­ment hasn't even begun to restore order."

We know several places we would pref er for our holid_ays:

The Magazine We would like to remind all readers that

this Magazine is the organ of the Students of the College. The Editorship is entirely in the hands of students. Contributions are welcomed, and "style" is not the first con­sideration. If you have something interest­ing to say-say it. Articles, essays, short­stories and any expressions of student opinion are invited. We want to make the Magazine really representative of Morley. Short letters to the Editor will receive publi­cation. Grievances can be aired and reme­dies sought. Let us know frankly what you think of Morley, the world in general, and even of this Magazine. We have a good supply of--'s and ***'s for use in publica­tion, and a highly developed sense of humour. THE EDITOR.

A UNITED FRONT. We hear a lot about a "united front" in the political

world to-day, and of the strength that comes from uni ty . Why not make a united effort in our College life?

How ? Well, here is a begjnning! On October 17 (book the date) there will be a combined social gather­ing of the German Club, Economic Club, Folk Dance and General Discussion Societies in the big H all . There will . be entertainments, ·including a short play and a dancing display, of which particulars will be posted up in the College nearer the date, all for a small entrance fee in aid of the Extension Fund.

Come along and join in, new students and old, whether club members or not!

Here is a -chance to widen our circle of acquaintances, to enjoy ourselves and to help the College. Let us make a "united front" for enjoyment and good-fellow­ship, and for the Extension Fund !

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Student's Jobs-I.

NIGHT MAIL

DELIVERY and collection at 70 m.p.h., working against time, a staff with an almost infinite capacity for hard and

rapid work; these are the characteristics of the Travelling Post Office. The speed bug eats its way into the blood of every T.P.O. man. He is constantly devising and revising systems that will gain time and speed up the execution of his allotted task. He is beset by hazards and disadvantages, but out of these have grown a team spirit and a devot1on to duty that is hard to equal.

I travel on the North-West T.P.O., my longest journey is to Carlisle and my shortest to .Crewe. I work on an average five nights per week into which I cram 48 hours and sometimes more, according to the running of the train. When the train runs late we get extra pay. T.P.O. men think a little fog now and again is a good thing. On one occasion the guard made us a present of two hours. The train stopped for some un­accountable reason and the guard stepped down on the track to investigate. Unfor­tunately for him the train started just as mysteriously as it had stopped and he was left behind. By the time he reached a signal box we had gone a considerable distance· and he had to- walk along the track to catch us up.

The Down Special" is the largest T.P.O. in the world and is the only train that is run solely for postal work. The ro-ute is from Euston to Aberdeen via Rugby, Crewe, Carlisle, Glasgow and Perth. It is staffed by Londoners to Carlisle and by Carlisle men to Aberdeen. Glasgow men work from Crewe to Glasgow.

A stranger's impression of a T .P.0. coach under working conditions must be one of apparent disorder and bewjlderment. Desks are piled high with newspapers and packets; bundles of letters on · desks and floor. Bags everywhere; full ones in stacks, bulging ones

hanging against the wall of the coach. Boxes crammed with correspondence; string, lead se~ls and labels in several heaps. Actually the T.P:O. man is an orderly individual. He stacks· his bags with precision so that they will withstand the rocking of the train and, what is more important, so that not an inch of space is wasted. Everything for his immediate need is placed within easy reach. He memorises the position of the sorting boxes which are unlabelled, and frequently more than 85 selections are made on the one sorting frame. If he happens to be in charge of the mail bag apparatus, the whole . time that he is sorting he -is listening for sounds that will indicate the exact position of the train.

The inside of a sorting carriage is painted dark green. Along one side are sorting boxes on the other are rows of pegs from which hang the bags for despatch. On the bag­hanging side are three sliding doors. At two of them are steel arms for suspending delivery pouches outside the coach, the third conceals the collecting net. All ledges and corners are thickly padded. There are mats on the floor, and to keep out draughts huge curtains bang over the doors. Everything possible is done for our welfare and sug­gestions are sympathetically considered.

Mats and curtains, however, can hardly add to our comforts. when we are working the apparatus. At Watford for example we dash through a mile and a quarter of tunnel with doors flung wide open. Smoke and grime belch into the carriage while we are standing on the lip of the door fixing a deliverey pouch to the arm. Our eyes are screwed up to keep out the smoke and our ears deafened by the echoing roar of the wheels. Often have I worked Penrith in blinding rain. The train descends from Shap summit at a speed approaching 90 m.p.h. I have fixed on the pouches with !he rain

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painfully lashing my face and hands. The pouches become slippery and difficult to control. The slightest error of judgment when despatching a. pouch will cause it to drop off-more often than not to be dragged under the wheels· and torn to shreds. Jn the winter those curtains are frequently covered with snow that has been forced in through the cracks.

The old type of T.P.O. coach (not quite extinct yet) was lit by gas. This was largely responsible for the loss of life in the Charfield disaster, in which the Midland T.P.O. was involved not many years ago. Twice within 12 months this T.P.O. met with disaster. Gas lighting made the coaches almost unbearably hot on summer nights. In the winter the hot-water pipes, where they existed, were useless; and men have often been seen sorting, ,wearing overcoats c:tnd gloves, and even standing inside sacks.

The mechanism of the mail-bag appara­tus is practically unchanged since it was first introd1,1ced. Its use has slightly de­creased with the introduction of fast motor services all over the country. Even so, the amQuPt of correspondence transferred . by apparatus is considerable. We work sixteen marks between London and Carlisle. Only non-fragile items are despatched by this means. The pouches which, when loaded, weigh between 60 and 80 lbs., shoot in with. the speed of a rocket crashing against the opposite side of the coach. Anything of a bulky nature would be smashed. Fragile correspondence is put . out at the nearest stopping point.

We learn the position of the marks by sound. This is essential because we work at night, fog· is not infrequent and the clock can be no guide, as the running varies con­stantly and the apparatus only forms part of our work. Learning the route by sound is not so difficµlt as at first appears. Every section of the line has its own peculiar com­bination of sounds, and 011e soon recognises the variations in . cuttings, bridges, tunnels, water troughs, stations and gradients. ·

The Leighton Buzzard mark is one of the easiest to learn, and at the same time one of the trickiest to work. The train passes through a narrow a few seconds after the mark and failure to draw in the net would lead to certain disaster. We pick up thfa mark first by feeling the long gradient in Tring cutting-a sharp grind as. we pass over a short iron viaduct-Cheddington station­a signal box-a change of running (a short section of rail alters the rhythm of the wheel­beat) and we open the doors and fix on the pouches-Leighton Buzzard Station thun­ders by-we pass under a bridge, and at the signal box which immediately follows the net is lowered and the pouches extended. A few seconds pass, apd the pouches come hurtling in. One nian is scheduled to stand by in case of emergency, he usually dashes to the net to ensure that it is clear, while another levers · it in. Serious accident was narrowly averted here on one occasion when the pouches fell short, and blocked the mouth of the net. The emergency man jumped forward and extracted them, but there was insufficient time to get the net right up and he was stunned by bricks and mortar which burst in. · Fortunately his in­juries were slight, and he recovered suffi­ciently to resume work two days later. The steel frame net was badly damaged, and had to be dismantled.

The train leaves Euston at 8.30 every night of the year except Christmas. I step on board an hour and a quarter before the train leaves, and the interim is one of bustle and noise. The familiar red vans arrive from all parts. of London and the Home Counties. They are unloaded on to trolleys which clatter unceasingly up and down the flag­stoned platform. Each of the six sorting coaches is responsible for a section of the British Isles. Their receipts are being checked in and stacked, some of the bags are opened and · sorting starts right away. The mechanism of the mail bag apparatus is tested, stores are distributed, and bags for despatch are being hung. Not a moment

is wasted. We reach Carlisle about 2.50 a.m. About thirty of us spend the day in Carlisle, sleeping, walking, playing golf, tennis, or billiards according to the will and weather. We resume duty on the Up Special at 9 p.m.

Fortunately the Down Special has suf­fered little by way of accident, and I sin­cerely hope its good fortune will hold. I had a shock on one occasion when passing thwugh a gangway. There was a sudden jerk, and the coach from which I had stepped gradually drew away.

In conclusion, I should like to quote from the " Track of the Irish Mail," by Edmund Vale, which is dedicated to the staff of the

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mail. "Its crew are a race apart. From highest to lowest they are a ' give and take ' clique, much the same as officers and men on a submarine. Probably in submarines and T.P.O.'s there is more good foeling and less red tape than anywhere else. The Jnen are bound together by two of the strongest hopes of human experience, hard work and travel. The best traditions of the Post Office are still conserved in the mail coach, and you will never get an uncivil word from a T.P.O. man. JAMES BRABEN.

STUDENTS' JOBS. Is your job interesting? Tell us about it." We want to

print a series of &rticles throughout the season If you do not wish to sign your article you may use a nom-de-plume.

__ ..,_ __ _ Music

I T may seem rather late in the day to speak now of the last concert given by the Choir, and full orchestra, but owing

to the fact that this . took place in the early summer, when most of Morley's activities had ceased to function, this is the first opportunity to remind Morleyites of a very enjoyable concert, and to congratulate Mr. Arnold Foster, our Music Director, on a successful conclusion to the year's work.

The programme was chiefly notable for its inclusion of Handel's Oratorio " Saul,'; a work which is undeservedly neglected, containing many fine choruses and beautiful solos, as well as numerous orchestral pas­sages of outstanding merit. Here the wind players, "particularly distinguished them­selves," according to the "Daily Telegraph" Music Critic, who also remarked on the exhilarating performance of the Tschai­kovsky Symphony No. 2 given in the second half of the programme.

There are some interesting works planned for the New Session, as a glance at the leaflet issued by the Music Department will show. They include a new Vaughan­Williams work-always of interest to

Notes Morleyites-'' Five Tudor Portraits," and two other interesting and rarely-performed works, the "Wanda" Overture by Dvorak and a Fantasia "Cosatschoque" by Darjomijsky.

New students may like to know something of the Music Department's activities. There are two concerts given by the choir and full orchestra, one in January and the other in June, as well as a Carol Concert in Decem­ber. The Junior Orchestra sets the ball rolling with its concert in November, and in February all music students and staff meet to let off steam (musical and otherwise) at the Music Students' Social.

Though the music leaflet will give some indication of the kind of work done during the session, it cannot give even an inkling of the happy spirit which · prevails at the Morley Music . Classes. New students, come and see for yourselves! If you play an instrument, join the orchestra. If you do not, and would like to, come and see Mr. Foster about it. But, above all , if you enjoy singing and care for music, come and join the choir and you will learn to enjoy it still more. L. R:

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Bed-Time Story

ONCE UPON A TIME there went to Austria five young men-to wit, Billy, Jimmy, Ted, John and Dan. They

were students, and went forth to learn. Learn they did, including many things not in the syllabus of the Summer School.

They departed one summer's Saturday afternoon, and after a journey of twenty-four hours which-travelling "hard "-seemed like as many moons they reached Passau, and then sailed on the blue waters of the Danube down to Vienna. The scene en­tranced them, but their illiterate tongues knew no words to express the emotions its beauty aroused. They thereupon adjourned to the bar.

They stayed in Vienna five full days-but rested not. Hours intended for sleep were spent in their search for knowledge. Many were the discoveries that were made. The Hochhaus, a glass dome on the top of a fourteen-storey skyscraper, where, over sun­dry bottles and glasses, a Viennese violinist held them spellbound. The twelfth-century cellars of St. Urbani-Keller, where the vintage wines of Vienna rendered them well­nigh · speechless. It were indeed well that their patron saint stood guard over them that latter night, and guided their erring foot­steps back to their hotel. · Otherwise they would have met a grievous fate at the hands of the three coppers who pursued them to the door. Many and sincere were the regrets expressed the following morning.

And, after five days spent in exploring old Vienna, new Vienna, Semmering and Schon­brunn, and five nights spent in divers other places, they departed for Budapest.

They set out on a coach journey of a mere seven hours, marred by one breakdown. As, by the grace of Allah, the said breakdown occurred opposite a vmage pub, they were not unduly distressed.

Budapest . once more proved finer than any town they had yet, in their youth, be­held. And if they) lept little, and Billy not .at all, the blame must be laid on the nectar

called Tokay, the haunting Magyar music, and the many attractions of the street called Rak6czi.

From there-after a stay of but two days ~to Kufstein in · the glorious Tyrol-and here, at last, they rested.

Their evenings were still spent in revelry, but as the local police-chief walked in and stopped all merriment at midnight, and the mountainsides looked cold and forbidding, they took themselves to bed. · Days were · spent in bathing in limpid

mountain lakes, and climbing precipitous mountain paths, till in the course of time they became healthy and sunburned. In cheerful company they whiled away the glorious sunlit hours. ·

Dan had got so fond of liquids that he tried to swallow the Stimersee. If he had not been promptly fished out of the lake by Jimmy, there would have been a truly slap­up funeral in Kufstein.

'John and Ted did spare a moment of the time which should have been spent admiring scenery in admiring two shapely figures in one-piece bathing costumes; but surely even students are human, and the remon­strances which were uttered were, anyway. largely inspired by jealousy.

And thus they sadly came to the end of the second week, and the time arrived to return to the abodes of their fathers. They embarked for another twentyfour . hours "hard."

After a brief stay in Ostend, where they dissipated what little remained of their sub­stance by backing slow horses, they travelled. straight home.

And many were the stories that they told - some of them true! They are now, all five back with their noses to the grindstone. They spend one half their employers' time dreaming of the joys they found in Austria and Hungary-and the other half planning the Odyssey .they will .. make next year to some other forei~n part.

Good-night, _Children! UNCLE EDWARD.

Principal' s The Extension and the Extension Fund.

At long last the new buildings have be­come a reality, and solid brick and stone are taking the place of the castles in the air with which we had to be satisfied for so many years. Owing to delays entirely beyond our control, however, the new block will not be ready for occupation during the first ter~ of the session. The actual change over will

-be· made during the Christmas vacation, and we hope soon to be able to announce the arrangements made by the College Council for the opening ceremony.

0!1 another page we print a list of the larn:e donations which have been received fro'in public bodies, firms, etc. In addition to these, an amount of £620 has been received from the students and £800 from other indi­vidual donors (including £500 from Miss Courtauld). - We should like once again to express our gratitude to those whose help has enabled the fund to reach its present total of £3,000.

A sum of £2,500 still remains to be cola lec~d, and a loan will have to be raised. The extra shilling on the College registration fee this session is the result of a suggestion made by the Students' Executive Committee for defraying the interest and sinking fund on this loan until such time as it is paid off. It seemed only fair that the cost of this should be distributed over the whole body of students, rather than be raised only from the more public spirited among them. At the same time we shall be more than grateful for any special efforts which students are able to make to prevent the burden of debt from hanging too long round our necks.

We are, indeed, sorry that the language classes will once again hav-e to meet at West Square. We sympathise with both tutors and students concerned, but it is inevitable- and this session we are able to assure them that it will be until Christmas only. More than ever, therefore, we nope that new

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Welcome students whose classes take them to West Square will make a point of using the Col­lege premises before and after their lectures so that they may fe-el fully at home.

The Holst Fund. We should like to express our delight at

the overwhelming success which has attended the raising of over £1,100 for the Holst Memorial Fund, an account of which ap­pears in another column. It is a great pleas­ure to all those who knew Mr. Holst to realise the magic that lies in his name, and gratitude is . due to donors from all parts of the world.

New Courses .. Several new and interesting features will

be noticed in the prospectus for 1936-37. The first course of public lectures__:._that on "The World To-day "~has been planned to meet the ever-increasing interest in public affairs. National crises have become part of our daily food, and an attempt to under­stand what lies behind them and to appreci­ate the problems facing other countries is one of the chief contributions we, as indi­viduals, can make to their solution. In the courses on "New Ideas in Social Admini­stration" and on "England at Work" we shall try to give a picture for the ordinary citizen, the social worker and the busip.ess man, of new schemes at work or contem­plated in vadous fields of life in our own country. The success of Mr. Nevill Whall's lectures last year in helping students to plan their holidays or to live over again happy days in other countries, has encouraged us to repeat his courses on" Highways and By­ways Abroad."

The two lectures to be given by Mr. E. J. D. Radclyffe during enrolment week itself on "How to_ Study" are an experiment mainly for the benefit of new-students, who may save a great deal of time if they realise from the outset the various methods_ by

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which the process of learning can be facili­tated. If the lectures are a success, we shall repeat the experiment on a larger scale next sessiop_.

With a view to helping the ordinary student to understand more of th,e general workings of his own mind, a course of 24 lectures on " Ckar Thinking " is to be given by Mrs. Blanco-White. The lectures will be given in simple non-technical language, and the experienced psychologist will be ex­cluded. New forms of art are a closed box to many of us ; we hope that Miss Moffat holds the key in her courses on " Everyday Art" and "Twentieth Century Painting," and will help us to realise what the artist of to-day is at. Those interested in the theatre and ballet will welcome the two courses op "Stage Costume and Lighting," by Miss M. Haig, and " Dance, Music and Ballet through the Centuries" by Mr. Mosco Carner.

The largest single department in the Col­lege is that of Modern Languages. For a student to learn only the language of a country without any attempt to understand its life and problems, means the acquiring of but·~~ mechanical art. In each language course, therefore, students will be asked to spend some time on descriptions of and dis­cussions on the different aspects of life in the country the language of which they are studyip_g.

I have long felt that we have not given sufficient place in our syllabus to the study of religion, and I hope that this will be reme­died this session by Mr. A. E. N. Simm'& course on " Comparative Religion." Recept developments in the theory and practice of " Television" seem to justify the inclusion of a second ap_d advanced course by Mr. Denton. The plan of running six lecture courses in the Easter and summer terms is being continued. The subjects of these in­clude: " The Press," " The People .of Great Britain," "The Jews," " The Theory of Lan­guage," "Dance, Ballet and Music through the centuri@s."

New studep_ts will need an explanation of the mural paintings on the walls of the hall and refreshment room. Pamphlets costing . one penny each can be obtained from the Librarian.

It is our great aim at Morley College that each student on entering the College should quickly feel at home, and should take a per­sonal pride ap_d interest in the College. Mero·

· hers of the staff, class · secretaries, club secre· taries and members of the Students' Com· mittees are all willing and anxious to wel· come the new student and set him on his path. I myself am anxious to be at the dis­posal of any student who may wish to talk over his or her interests and affairs. I only wish it were possible to know each student individually. EVA M. HUBBACK.

VERSE -SPEAKING. The Verse Speaking Classes again competed in the

Eltham and Plumstead Annual Eisteddfod , and at the Prelimin aries held on M ay 9 qualified for eight places in the Finals. The Finals were held on M ay 16 and in the individual events the Morley speakers were placed thus:-

Verse Speaking-passage of lyric verse. Miss Constance Kimber . . . . 2nd. Miss Ruby Highfield . . 5th .

Prose Monologue. Miss Olive Elster . . Miss Constance Kimber . . Miss M arjorie Bennett Miss Gweneth Morto n ..

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Reading at Sight-passage of prose and passage of verse.

Miss Kathleen Green . . 1st. Miss Ruby Highfield . . . . 5th.

The Morley Choir was second in the Unison Speaking and was commended for its original choice of poem­Frances Cornford's " R eci.lative and Air." The Adjudi­cator · said that the· Choir reached a· high standard , that its speech was very good and· that each speaker had an excellent sense of word values and spoke sensitively, but the Choir lacked body of tone. He thought this was due not only to the. ~inall size of the Choir-seven members-but to the absence of men speakers. The Choir which he placed first gained strength in tone because of its men speakers.

Although Morley Verse Speaking Classes usually begin with some men , they disappear towards the end of term and are usually erratic in attendance. Jf any . Morley men are really interested in spoken poetry the Verse Speaking Classes will be pleased to see them.

G . M.

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This Month's Short Story

What the Buses did for Henry By L. W. MATTHEWS

H ENRY MULLINS was born of com­monplace parents in a small country town. He grew up into a pretty youth,

arrogant withal. He maintained his front before all men, and, indeed, before all women, save one; but to this one he ap­peared soft and melting, and his appearance bred sighs in her, whether she was in sym­pathy with him or for some other reason.

When he was of an age to go out into the world and earn his living speculation con­cerning him was rife among the townsfolk. The Schoolmaster observed :

" He will never set the Thames on fire. He is an Incurable Romanticist, that is to say, where we see a wall surrounding an orchard he sees an obstacle and begins to look for footholds so that he may get at the fruit, howsoever ripe it be, for he is only con­cerned with the feat of getting at the fruit, apd iio~ with the worth of it. Now no good ever came of that sort of behaviour."

And the townsfolk concurred in this ver­dict, each in his own way. Said the Riding­master : " Often he will go into the stables to confide his secrets to the horses, whisper­ing to them and even putting questions to them, which he believes they understand and answer with certain twitchings of their ears. Now no good can come of that."

None of them had a good word for him, so that when the time. came for him to set forth to earn his living his parents could find no word of hope in their hearts to be­stow upon him. On the same day the one woman was herself setting out · to reside awhile in London, which was where Henry was going, and they travelled together.

When they were out of sight of the towns­folk he would have made love to her ; but she repelled him, saying :

· " It is not right that you should make love to me till you have proved yourself worthy."

And in desperation he answered : "Only tell me how I may do it." And she answered : "That is your affair." And when they were arrived in London

she disappeared in the crowd. He sought her high and low and wan­

dered about London till his money gave out and he had perforce to seek work. But his desperation persisted and whenever he could he went about Lop.don seeking her. He was like to run mad, for he could give no thought to making friends, and no longer had the horses to whisper to and ask for guidance.

One day as he was on top of an empty 'bus travelling along Whitehall, he could no longer contain his desperation, and poured it out in a wild stream of frenzied words. Till it reached the end of Whitehall the 'bus was silent except for its breathing and the slight creak of its powerful body, and then as it swung into Trafalgar Square it spoke to him, persuading him against nourishing such a hopeless state of mind.

"For it is but a state of mind,'' the 'bus went on. "It just happens that you are an Incurable Romanticist, and you've simply got to scale walls to get at fruit which other people would consider it agjropertinence to think about at all. You must make up your mind to that and then make the best of it, only don't, for goodness sake, think it's the fruit that matters."

" I'm1 afraid that is what I have been do­ing," groaned Hepry, "but what am I to do now?"

"Don't you see? " said the 'bus, "it's the getting at the fruit that matters- the fruit

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when you do get it will most likely give you the collywobbles."

"You mean, I should just make the most of looking for her? I don' t see- - " began Henry.

" You are a fool," said the 'bus, " What good has just looking for things ever done anyone? Even if you find her she'll say the same thing over again : ' You must prove yourself worthy,' etc. Now do you see? "

" But how can I prove myself worthy? " asked Henry.

" That is your affair," said the 'bus, and would say no more.

But it had given Henry an idea, and after that he went about on the tops of 'buses whispering to them and hoping they would give him an answer. But though he rode on a great many 'buses and travelled many hun­dreds of :rpiles he never got past the ultima­tum that it was his affair as to how b,e might prove himself worthy.

He spent all he could on 'bus tickets, and soon he'd questjoned every 'bus in London, -so that when the 'buses were together in their garages or passing each other in the street they cracked jokes about the Incurable Romanticist.

But the jokes soon grew stale and then the 'buses grew sick of them and eager to see the last of Henry, who kept the stale -jokes alive by bis desperate persistance in questioning them.

"He will never leave us alone till he gets his answer or finds the woman," they said. And a few of them suggested that though it was against all the laws and the prophets they should give him his answer or else point out the woman to him in the street, and when he ran down the steps after her to lurch and make him fall at her feet, and break a leg, or an arm, and a few ribs, so that she would pity him and go to see him in hospital and let him make love to her because her womanly natµre would make her helpless when she pitied him. Anything to stop his eternal questioning, these fow said.

But the others put them down with a stern

rebuke, for that would be risking the obvious, and above all things the machines should never betray the Canon of Good Taste. They said: "We must just keep silence and let him wear himself out asking questions, and then perhaps Despair will overcome him."

Soon Henry found that he was putting his questions absolutely in vain, and though he persisted a good while longer, Despair did overcome him, and he went about on 'buses no more, but stayed in his lodging and moped except when he had to go out to work. His desperation mounted again and there was no outlet for it, till one day, while he was writing a letter home, he found that he was puttjng into it descriptions of things he'd seen while travelling about on the tops of 'buses, only they were mixed up with his question arid an his secret thoughts, and then it occurred to him that be could put things down on paper just as he'd used to whisper them to the homes and the 'buses.

So he did that and covered a great many bits of paper, and instead of 'bus tickets he bought more paper and ink and pens; he gave so much time and thought to writing that he lost his job and was nearly starving when it occurred to him that he might be able to sell some of it. When he took it to a publisher the publisher hemmed and hawed a bit and then offered him a cheque for a thousand pounds on account if he'd agree to let him .have all he wrote, and he accepted.

The book appeared in due course, and_ was serialised and filmed and translated and made into a play, and Henry and the pub­lisher made a lot of money. Henry went back to his birthplace and received a tremen­dous reception from everyone, though the schoolmaster secretly observed that what he said still held good, in the long run.

The woman was living there again, and when Henry wept to · see her she was reading his book. She said he'd proved himself worthy and that he could make love to her if he still wanted to. He did, and they were

married and went to Capri for the honey­moon, but before :that was over Henry realised that the 'buses had been quite right about it being only the getting over the wall that mattered to him. But now he could always whisper his secrets on to paper and make more m0I1ey into the bargain, and so he was fairly happy.

And though the 'buses had to go about with advertisements of his books and plays

The

A S one of the vast majority who spend their waking hours outside the earth's crust, I was pleased to receive an in­

vitation from the manager of Baggeridge Colliery to join a party visiting the mine.

Clad in ill-assorted garments, which would have disgraced the Rambling Club at its worst, we made our way, via the outside workings, power house, boiler room and cage-operating machinery to the safety lamp stores. Here we were each served out with a I?..@-vy lamp.

We were now fitted for our journey below. The chief engineer directed us to the cage, and " cage " is right. Imagine two lengths of girder joined by a few cross-pieces of steel, and one has a fair idea of the joy ride miners have every day. About thirty of us were jammed into this contrivance, the gates closed and we literally shot down into darkness.

It takes forty seconds to reach the bottom, and we were all stone deaf by that time. We were then handed over to the "deputies," who examined our safety lamps, adjusted them by some magic touch, and asked us to · send any matches back to the top, if we had forgotten to leave them. Then started the great trek. .

The beginning of our journey into the mine. seemed easy work. Constructed like an ordinary tunnel, there ' is comfortable space for severalpeople to walk abreast. At

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stuck on their fronts and sides and backs~ they treated it as a great joke, and when he rode on them and said :

"Well, don't you think I've proved my­self worthy now? " they only creaked their powerful bodies and said :

"Well you know best about that, old chap," for they considered they'd do11e enough for Henry as it was .

THE END.

Mine this stage, mining looked easy. It was also fairly light, the shaft being well lit with electricity. Soon, however, we left this be­hind, and we were depending on the Davy lamp as the sole means of illumination.

After about twenty minutes, we came to the first of the pit pony stables. We were surprised by the rather large type used. Each pony is stabled in a separate stall with a chain across. This is to make doubly sure· that they do not break adrift arid wander about the mine. All doubts were dispelled about the ponies being blind. These all had perfect sight and were in excellent condition:

We left the ponies and proceeded. The way seemed narrower now, and we had to pass between double doors; closing the first, and then opening the farther door to proceed into the mine. The air passages play queer tricks, and sometimes it is found necessary to build a large tunnel for no reason other than to divert the air currents. We passed through several of these double doors. The· wind behind roars like a gale, and until the first is shut it is impossible to open the further door. We had been going for about twenty minutes, and we came to a small electric motor. We then were at the second stage of our journey, and found ourselves seated in a long car, rather like a miniature railway, but with long seats either side, and a rail between. Grabbing our safety lamps: tight, we held on to the centre-bar.

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Very queer sensation, riding in pitch dark­ness. The mind seems to be absolutely blank -goodness knows what it must be like doing .this day after day. We reached the end of this journey after about ten minutes-it :Seemed ten hours-but we were nowhere near the coal face yet. We all dismounted, .and once more trudged on in coal dust. We ,could just stand upright at this point.

It was becoming very warm now, and the timber was coming much nearer our heads. Now and again a rumble could be heard, sounding like thunder. These are common sounds to those who work continually in the pit. Soon the tallest of us were walking on all fours , with the atmosphere getting warmer and warmer, and coal dust being kicked up in front of us. Conditions were far from pleasant. After walking like apes for about twenty minutes, we reached the coal face. The heat was intense. The deputy showed us .his drawings of the various work­ings, and it is amazing how they can memor­ize such intricate tunnelling.

About the coal face; it is a work of art the way the miners actually dig the coal. Start­ing with their small picks, one on each side, they"'dig in the form of a triangle, so that a large pyramid is cut on the wall itself, and so, when they have gone a sufficient depth the whole of the huge chunk comes away from the seam. Timber supports are fixed, and the digging begins again. Meanwhile, trucks are loaded, and conveyed by ponies through the mine.

It was too hot to stay long-and we began our journey back-on all fours. A ride, more tramping, into the cage, and, at last, back to the top, to breathe the finest fresh air I ever remember. Our appearance would have been a credit to a sweep at his worst-but we Tighted everyth,ing at the pit-head baths­and at the canteen.

Space does not permit descriptions of the rescue party and first-aid equipment, but in ·conclusion I should say that if ever bouquets be handed out for courage in their daily job -the miners all deserve them. D. DIXON.

GUSTAV HOLST MEMORIAL FUND.

£ s. d. Total receipts to August, 193 6 1,118 2 6 Expenses of the Appeal 20 8 0

1,097 14 6

. The Committee of the Fund is deeply grateful to all those whose subscriptions are helping to create the music rooms in the new wing.

Gustav Holst taught at Morley for many years, but he taught also at other schools, and at the Royal College of Music, and was a composer of international repute, so that subscriptions have come from all parts of the world and from many different walks of life.

The Committee would like to mention specially three performances which have been given this year for the benefit of the Fund. These between them brought in £146. One was a delightful concert at the house of the Czechoslovak Minister, where Harriet Cohen, the Enterpe String Players and the Tudor Singers combined in a refreshing pro­gramme. . Another was a crowded perform­ance of three Folk Dance Ballets, devised by Amy Stoddart; for wnich the Morley orches­tra provided the music. The third was a Holst Memorial Concert, arranged by the friends of Canterbury Cathedral as part of the Canterbury Festival. It was held in the Cloisters, the B.B.C. orchestra - played Holst's St. Paul's Suite and the Whitsuntide Singers sang. For them it was a true "fes­tival" day, such as would have delighted Mr. Holst himself. JOAN D. L. WESTERN.

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BOOK REVIEW.

Fiction at Its Best ! ! To THE ALTAR! By Annabel/a Gushington.

( Billi and Buncombe. 7s. 3¾d.) Literally everybody read this wonderful

author's first beautiful novel, "The Golden Marriage"; many millions more were enrap­tured by her second and still more beautiful book, " Here Comes the Bride"; and I pro­phesy that her third and most beautiful work, "To the Altar," will attract another veritable multitude of lifelong adorers.

I have never read a more gratifying, fas­cinating, enchanting, captivating, wholly perfect novel. ·

To say · that the author is a genius of the first order is to understate the position com­pletely. She is the cream of the cream of the cream of writers; a precious gem; the jewel par excellence of novelists; a paragon; the prime flmver in all the large, beautiful garden of letters. She attains the acme of perfection; indeed, she gazes down upon the acme from above as ordinary people look down a well.

Tne author chooses a grocer's shop as the setting of this, her latest wonderful story. Maisie Wicks, the heroine, is an orphan. The unfortunate maiden, poised on the pre­carious parapet and needing only the gent­lest push to precipitate her into the cold river of starvation, counts herself lucky in­deed to secure a situation at Guggington's.

Alas! Guggington proves to be .a very wicked man.

He thinks nothing of pressing her hand as she hands him a jar of pickled onions for Mrs. Sage. Taking advantage of the tradi­tion of the festive season, the wily scoundrel pins up sprigs of mistletoe, then sets the in­nocent damel to work beneath one or the other of them. What can the poor girl do to defend herself from the sullying caresses of her unscrupulous employer?

What · cares Guggington that Mrs. Gug­gington is unkissedly cooking kippers up-

stairs? What thought has he for poor Maisie. who spends sleepless nights wondering whether she has failed to keep her promise to her poor departed mother, always to be a good girl?

But Love comes into Maisie's miserable life-a gentleman called Felix Stetherly, a traveller in tinned sardines.

There is something about the way he asks: "Er-is Mc Guggington at home, Miss? " Maisie is sure this can be no ordinary encounter.

There is something in the inflexion of her voice as she answers" Yes." Felix wonders if he dare hope for a smile.

Guggington's output of tinned sardines. quadruples itself in a week. Felix calls in every day.

But I must not reveal more of the pfot. To discover how Guggington's the Grocer's became Stetherly's Stores, you must wait until you read this enthralling story.

Perhaps I may be excused for quoting one· passage, for surely this is prose at its purest:

Felix came in, pale, perturbed, palpitating. Maisie, marshalling marmalade, muttered miserably : "Mr.. Guggington's not in."

· Felix advanced into the shop, came right up to the counter, pushed aside a jar of mai-malade, looked over his shoulder towards the door, took Maisie's little finger tenderly in his large hand, gazed at her blushing counten­ance, peered with gimlet eyes into her large, frightened orbs, cleared his throat, opened his mouth, and whispered: "Er-Miss Wicks-er-Mairie-er-can you ?· --,-will you?-that is, . couldn't we go for a walk to-night?" -

" Yes," she lisped tremulously.

I venture to assert that such a sensitive touch as the author's is rarely-nay, never met with in modern fiction. Her writing is tremblingly alive, vivacious, tender, roman­tic, enthusiastic; in a word, wondrous, masterful, clever, impr~ssive, virile, superb.

Please. please, dear Miss Gushington, don't keep us waiting too, too long for your next wonderful masterpiece.

PHILIP LEWER.

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Club PHOTOGRAPHIC SOCIETY.

The Photographic Society needs more members, and perhaps you need a little help to get the best out of your. efforts with a camera. Why not join us and learn what enjoyment photography can give you?

We wish to attract the student who, so far, only wants to take snaps, as well as the more serious worker ; and to that end I will endeavour to convey to you the benefits of membership .and to outline our arrangements for the coming session.

We have at the College a well-equipped dark room for the use of members of the Society, and the beginner will find many willing to help him. . Our fixtures take place on the second and fourth Satur­

days in each month, and include: Lectures, Socials, Com­petitions and Demonstrations, taking into consideration the varying abilities of members: For this session I have received the promise of Mr. S. Brigden, F.R.P.S., to give us a talk on "Pictorial Photography," and Mr, H. E. Isard, A.R.P.S., is coming with his cine films and lecture on "Whipsnade and Regent's Park Zoos."

The annual subscription is 2s. 6d., and I am sure you will agree at the end of the session that you have had no better value.-R. C. Brittain (Hon. Sec.).

OLD MORLEYITES ASSOCIATION.

To the Freshmen-Greetings Buddy! I guess by now you are wondering what it is about

this joint tha.t gets 'em. Let me give you the low down: Spirit's the racket! -Interested? Then proceed:-

This particular bunch of racketeers call themselves the O.M.A., and operate the north, south, east and .west sides of the College. Heavily armed with cheery smiles and pleasartr personalities, these gangsters force their wares on all with whom they come into contact. They call their moonshine "Morley Spirit," and boast that it is the original 1886 vfotage-and ·so on.

The above is the result of my submitting, in a weak moment, my thesis on the O.M.A. to a surrounding of friends. It was damned, not by faint praise, but by scath­ing criticism. "Say, Pater, what's the great idea? Do you want 'em to think you're a collection of fossils? The whole screed reeks of the Pliestocene (Plasticine, I think he sa:d) Age. Why say your're bright and cheerful in such funereal language? Atta boy! Give 'em something showing that you are not only youthful' in thought but are still imbibing the spirit of the new age."

I dutifully imbibed and must have become intoxicated with the stuff. It is meant to convey that any new student who wishes to know the aims and traditions· of Morley, should get in touch with any member of the O.M.A. It will be time well spent and a golden opportunity to learn how best to . develop, and benefit by, the facilities for ad­vancement which Morley offers. I shall be delighted to make the acquaintance of all of you. In other words: "Come up and see us sometime!"-W. Rivers (Hon. Sec.)

MORLEY COLLEGE SCIENTIFIC SOCIETY.

New students will hear nothing of the activities of this Society until a few weeks into the new Session. A scheme

Notes is afoot in which their whole-hearted co-operation will be solicited. Ambiguous, isn' t it? I hope intriguing! We want this, one of the longest established clubs in the College, to be thoroughly representatives of new students' desires and activities.-W. Rivers (Hon. Sec.)

DRAMATIC SOCIETY .

To all new members of the College who are interested in Drama, either as actors or critics, we would like to explain something of our activities.

We invite all such new students to Join the Society. The subscription is quite nomioal-2s. 6d. per annum. This entitles all members to admission to each performance. · If you have had some experience of acting or would

assist in the stage-management, you will be doubly wel­come. If you have no .wish to take a(\ active part you will obtain admission to three plays at a very low price.

The Society also organises social evenings, at which short plays are performed and in which every member has the opportunity of appearing.

Our first production this season is to be Jan Stewer's comedy "Barnet's Folly," on Saturday, November 7. The rest of the season's programme is not yet finally decided upon, but two more full-length plays, as well as one-act plays, will be produced during the session.

Our first Socia-I takes place on Saturday, October 10. All prospective members are cordially invited to come along and meet the people in the Dramatic Society.-Joan Spicer (Hon. Sec.).

MORLEY CRICKET CLUB.

The season just ended has been one of the most enjoy­able in our history. Both the Saturday and Sunday sides have given a good account of themselves. The veterans, H . Mitchell and J. Fisher have helped themselves to some useful scores, while G. Higgins, B. Palmer and G. Tylee have been sending 'em down with all their old vim and guile. All of which speaks well for the Matrimonal Stakes. And not to be outdone the younger or perhaps, I should say the newer members have been just as promis­ing. W. Speed, Engering, Davey and Laurie have made the scoreboard work overtime on several occasions, and some of the best bowling has come from Dibb, Ross and Large. Taking advantage of the wet wickets, our slow bowlers, including Bob Howard, whom we are glad to have back with us again, have trundled up a few snaky ones.

Last season we tried the experiment of playing a couple of Sunday . games at a distance from London, and this season our visits to Bledlow, Wraysbury and Claygate were thoroughly enjoyed by all. This village-green cricket seems to suit our sloggers, and they try to give the locals a sample of brighter cricket. Jimmy Dibb's sixes last year and Bill Speed's and Bob Howard's this season were worth going a long way to see.

It is h~ped that all our members will support the Committee in the social functions during the winter at the College.

The first dance is at the College on Saturday, September 26 and we hope that all our members will not onl)'. be pr~sent, but will bring their friends to help make 1t a success.

To new students we offer a cordial invitation to . come and have a thoroughly jolly evening, and if you are in­terested in cricket don't be afraid to make yourself known to us.-J. Weeks - (Hon. Sec.).

SPANISH CLUB. The road to Hell, we are told, is paved with good

intentions. A disquieting thought, when one reilccts 0:1

the large number of good resolutions which are broken annually.

How many bright new text books languishing on our shelves with pages still uncut, mark the death of a good resolution? How many of those who will take up new studies this winter, will still be persuing them at the end of the term?

No better means of sustaining an interest in any subject exists, than to seek the companionship of those similarly interested.

For this reason the Spanish Club will commend itself to new students and attract also those old members who have long realised it's advantage.

One evening a month come to Spain-to the Morley Spanish Evening-to see sketches in Spanish, sing Spanish songs, and to dance. Come to our annual dinner, at a Spanish restaurant, and join tfie monthly rambles-you will enjoy it all.

When you have paid your subscription to the College you will have made your good resolution- when you have joined the Spanish Club you will be sure of keeping it.

Hasta la vista.-E. J . Bishop (Hon. Sec.).

FOOTBALL CLUB. Only too willing to take the opportunity of good _ad­

vertisement, the Football Club wishes to remind all College students of its activities. For playing purposes the club is split into two teams, the " A " team being members of the Westminster Football League (1st Division) and the " B " team playing only friendiy games. · Last season the "A " team unfortunately had to relinquish their hold on the League Championship won in 1934-35, mainly owing to injuries. We finished fourth, however, and hope to get back on top during the ·coming season. The " B " team, playing friendlies, usually finish the season having lost more matches than they have won, but even so, have a thoroughly enjoyable time. The mere fact that the Club boasts many members of over six years' standing proves that the right spirit is ever present.

May I invite every footballer of the College who should be interested, to drop me a line at the College and I will arrange to meet him and further advise him as to the programme for sea~on 1936-37. We would be pleased to add his name to our membership list.

In closing, let me plead for more supporters. Our ground at Eltham is very near to town. A full fixture list is posted on the Club's board, together with weekly advice of teams, ground and opponents. I can promise all College members a thoroughly enjoyable afternoon's entertainment any Saturday at Eltham between October 3, 1936 and April 24, 1937.- R . S. Moss (Hon. Sec.).

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FENClNG CLUB. The Club had a succ.essful season last session in many

ways. The ladies' team won four matches out of six, and came very near to beating the men in their return match in May last. Although in past years we have not b.een strong enough to run a men's team against other clubs, we are endeavouring to do so this season ; conse­quently we will be looking eagerly for new talent.

The Club also gave three displays in the past year, and on each -occasion had a very good reception. But we can justifiably hope for an even better season in 1936-,7 if new students will join the club immediately and so help us to success. For those who wish to see how the Club is run, we welcome everybody to our first meeting on October 3, at 7 p.m. Matches are arranged at every Club meeting for those wishing to participate.-F. R . Barrett (Hon. Sec.).

FOLK DANCE CLUB.

Membership of the Folk Dance Club- is open to all students of the College and those seeking a healthy and cheerful social recreation will find a hearty welcome await­ing them. Newcomers to Folk Dancing will find many willing to help them, and those who have danced before will be pleased with the variety of our programmes.

The annual subscription is one shilling, which includes a monthly bulletin containing the Folk Dance Fixtures, outside as well as College.

At the College we hold Saturday Club evenings twice a month, and Sundays once a month, and occasionally a Party in the Hall. A week-end Party has been arranged at High Leigh, Hoddesdon, October 30. Come along one evening and you will be sure to come again.-Ethel B. Hall (Hon. Sec.).

GENERAL DISCUSSION SOCIETY.

The aim of this Society is to bring together students of different subjects, so that we may broaden our views by contact with others of different outlook and experience, and at the same time develop the spirit of fellowship and unity which is one of our College ideals.

Our activities are as varied as the interests of our mem­bers. Last year they included lecture-meetings on current events (e.g. , the League of Nations and Abyssinia : the Coal Mining Dispute: What was Happening in Spain), at which someone with special knowledge of the subject opened -the discussion; informal talks among ourselves (on books, holidays, family life, the cause and prevention of crime, etc.) ; a social gathering with dancing and entertain­ment ; a modern one-act play with a discussion on it afterwards; a week-end camp; and various visits to theatres and museums.

This year we hope that many new students will join us, and bring us their suggestions and help; so that we may continue to widen our circle of acquaintances, and go forward with fresh ideas and added strength.

Any student, old or new, who would like to know more about us, is invited to leave me a note in the letter­rack, when I shall be glad to meet them in the College and talk over. our doings, past, present and to come.­I. Ballard (Hon. Sec.)

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GERMAN CLUB. 1935/36 proved a very successful session indeed for

Morley German Club . . Soc.ials were well attended (on no occasion could we complain of a poor audience) and see:ned to become more and more popular as the session went on. The nature of the programmes was evidently just right, for keen interest was maintained to the very end. In fact, the last Social went with a swing that was really amazing, despite the fact that it was held at a time when College life generally had long since migrated for the summer. In addition to a series of interesting and amusing plays, both highbrow and lowbrow, two splendid tone-film shows were put on. The Club became full of Oliver Twists, everyone was asking for more, and we promise to fulfil this request in the session now opening. Folk-dancing, too, was always in demand and the tempta­tion to join in these gambols and schuhp/artel/ings appears to be so irresistible that soon we shall all rig ourselves out in costume and folk-dance.

Now, just as each successful social holds out _promise for the next one and the promise becomes realised, thus does the success of last session indicate . wh.i.t. we may expect in 1936/37.

The Committee are ready from enrolment week on­wards to start work seriously, joining up members· and arranging programmes.

New members will find a host of old members ready to extend them such a friendly welcome, that they will not feel new for long (this is no exaggeration).

We must not forget to mention the German Club rambles which are now held every fortnight, summer and winter. Nothing is capable of spoiling the enjoyment of these, not even a 1936 summer nor an abundance of mud, for which someone I know has become quite famous.

.F . W. Henneburg.

THE SWIMMING CLUB. The Swimming Club has now gone into hibernation

for the winter and will recommence activities next April. In previous years (except last) we swam the whole year round, but as the Club has not received its due support during the summer season, winter swimming becomes financially impossible, which is a great pity because swimming in winter is most invigorating, the water never being coid, maintained at 74 degrees.

It is extremely doubtful if one can obtain a swim else­where so cheaply with the same facilities as this Club can offer, such as the Lambeth First Class Gentlemen's Bath containing a water chute, diving stage and spring board, but above all a clean sheet of water and plenty of it-in fact, all modern conveniences ~xcept chromium-plated clothes pegs- for only 6d. a swim with an annual subscripfion of ls. 6d. ·

I hqpe both old and new students will bear this in mind and when they receive their new diaries make a prominent mark against the first Wednesday in April.

I am sorry to have to take up the cudgels at the open­ing of the term when everybody, having enjoyed their holidays, is in such a cheerful frame of mind, but let me finish with a few words of good cheer: REMEMBER OCTOBER 24, for on that date (which is a Saturday) we are holding our Annual Dance, which has always been synonymous with having a good time.- T. D . Griffin­Beale (Hon. Sec.).

RAMBLING CLUB. There will be -rnmbles every Sunday during the winter

-as in the past. The first ramble has been arranged for September 27.

We hope to see as many of the old faces as possible and there is plenty of room for new members. Platin~ blondes and tall, dark and handsome he-men are especially invited to join.

The first ramble will be guided by one of our oldest members, Mr. Fred Wallden, who although he can find his way all over Europe and Russia will probably get lost on Box Hill.

However, nobody need worry. If once you come out with the club, you will be a constant rambler. Every­body is assured of a most cordial w·elcome.

The Annual General _Meeting will be held early in October. Watch the notice board for details of date and and time. But don't wait for the meeting. Come with us on September 27 or the following week. The rambles are not too strenuous.-A. E. Stump (Hon. Sec.).

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EXTENSION FUND.

The College Council have to acknowledge with grateful thanks gifts from Her Majesty the Queen and the following:-

£ s. The City Parochial Foundation 500 0 The Corporation of the City of

London 250 0 The Bank of England 250 0 The Goldsmiths' Company 250 0 Messrs. N. and M. Rothschild 100 0 The Clothworkers' Company 50 0 The College House Trust 50 0 Messrs. W. H. Smith and Son,

Ltd. 26 5 The Skinners' Company 26 5 The Fishmongers' Company 26 5 Messrs. Lloyds Bank 26 5 Messrs. Barclays Bank 26 5 The Mercers' Company 25 0 The R. A. C. S. Ltd ., 25 0 The W. T. A. . .. 20 0

OCTOBER 24th

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Swimming Club Dance Tickets 1 /6 each

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MORLEY COLLEGE CRICKET CLUB

GRAND CARNIVAL DANCE will be held on

SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 26. 1936, in the

PRINCE OF WALES HALL.

NOVEL TIES AND PRIZES. DANCING 7.30-11 .30 p.m ,

Ticket : Price 1 /6.

OCTOBER 31 st, 1936.

Come to the

ORCHESTRAL CONCERT BY THE

SOUTH LONDON ORCHESTRA (of Unemployed Musicians)

Admission Free. 8 p.m.

Collection to defray expenses .

College Clubs

Club.

BADMI fON •

CHESS

CRJCKET ·

CYCLE TOURING ·

DRAMA TJC SOCIETY

ECONOMICS SOCIETY -

FENCING •

FOLK DANCING

FOOTBALL

FRENCH

GENERAL DISCUSSION SOCJ ETY

GERMAN -

H on. Secretary.

Mr. A. R. Wilson

Miss F. Crocker

Mr . .I J. Weeks

Mr. F. C. Godwin

Miss J. Spicer

Mr. E. C. Miller

Miss F. R. Barren

M~s E. Hall

Mr. R. S. Moss

Miss E. W. Jury

Miss I. Ballard

Mr. V. ·. FJoyd

HOCKEY - Miss Chilvers

ITALIAN · Mr. H. Lewis

MUSJC GROUP Mr. T. W. Moore

OLD MOR LEYITES' ASSOCIATION Mr. W. Rivers

PHILOSOPHICAL SOCIETY - Mr. F. E. Bennett

PHOTOGRAPHIC SOCIETY - Mr. R . C. Brittain

RAMBLING AND CAMPING - Mr. A. E . Stump

SCIENTIFIC SOCIETY

SPANISH -

SWIMMING

TENNIS

Mr. W. Rivers

Mr. E. J. Bishop

Mr. T D Griffin-Beale

Mr. R. Cutler

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MORLEY MAGAZINE

NOVEMBER 1936

THE MAGAZINE OF MORLEY COLLEGE. WESTMINSTER BRIDGE ROAD,

l:ONDON. S.E.I

EVENTS OF THE MONTH NOVEMBER

Beginning at 8 p.m. except where otherwise stated

Tuesday 3rd Admission Lecture . Germany ( Elizabeth W1skemann)

Thursday 5th lecture : The Unemployed ( R. C. Davison. M.A.)

Saturday 7th The Dramatic Society presents :

' BARNET'S FOLLY." a Comedy by Jan Stewer 1 '6 Whist Drive. 7.30 p.m. .. ti-

Tuesday 10th Lecture Central Europe (C. A. Macartney. M.A. )

Thursday I 2th Lecture : Public Health ( Mrs. Stella Churchill. D P H.)

Saturday 14th Dance : Football Club ...

Tuesday 17th Lecture : China ( G. E. Hubbard)

Thursday 19th Lecture : Mental Health ( Dr. J. R. Rees)

Saturday 2 I st Folk Dance Party

Tuesday 24th Lecture Spain (W Horsf-'II Carter)

Thursday 26th Lecture : Housing (Geoffrey M. Boumphrey)

Saturday 28th Concert : String Orchestra

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THE MORLEY MAGAZIN E The Monthly Magazine of Morley College,

Westminster Bridge Road, S.E.1

Vol. 22 NOVEMBER, J 936 No. 2

Let's Learn German! One rather · strange fact is disclosed in the

enrolment figures for the first few weeks of the new session.

· Our readers are probably aware that ele­mentary language courses, beginners' classes, attract a large number of the students who come to Morley. The surprising thing is the sudden, almost overwhelming demand for the German language. Eight classes ap­peared in the syllabus and were quickly filled. Two more were hurriedly arranged. Altogether about four hundred and fifty applicants were accommodated. Fifty pro­spectjxe students were turned away in the space of two days when the "House Full" notices were hung out. Over a hundred more have since applied, and the College Secretary and his charming assistant have developed sore throats trying to divert the stream into other channels. The numbers of Spanish and Italian students show no increase, and French a considerable decrease.

We have been wondering where lies the significance of this. Is London peopled with enthusiastic admirers of Herr Hitler? Do they all burn to read " Mein. Kampf" in the original? . Have they all been reading Lady Houston in the Saturday Review? Do they applaud Hitler's sociology and his political methods; his anti-Semitism and his concen­tration camps? Is this enthusiasm for the German language a marked · appreciation of the German rulers, or the German people?

We would suggest that it indicates an interest in Germany.:__but mainly as a holiday resort. There is an added attraction there-

wandering around nursing one's own Social­ist leanings in enemy country, as it were.

It is, however, the hospitality of the Ger­mans that is the real reason; the good ac­commodation and food, and the courtesy one meets everywhere. Coupled with the cheapness of travel, and the use of registered marks, it is wellnigh the ideal inexpensive holiday venue: The almost pathetic eager­ness of the Germans to attract holiday­makers is evidence of the value they plac~ on our visits.

The language is spoken in half the coun­tries of Europe-probably the more pictur­esque half; Austria, Hungary and Switzer­land are included. It is an asset in several more. The more enterprising holiday­makers are being driven from the French­speaking countries by the hordes of English visitors they find there; they are then faced in all directions except Spain and Italy by German-speaking peoples. So let's learn German!

We are rather reluctant to dismiss the subject in such a perfunctory way. We would like to have found obscure political reasons for the movement; to have unearthed a deep-laid Nazi propaganda plot in London; We would have been less disappointed had we come to the conclusion that young Londoners recognize Germany as the country of the future, and therefore were setting about learning her language.

The bald fact emerges that our student wants a working knowledge of German, not to study her philosophers-of yesterday or to-day-but merely to enable him to ask for

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what he wants. or to pick an item from a menu with some degree of certainty that he will not be served with liver-sausage and rye bread.

Spain. We publish in this issue an article by a

student who has . recently been to Spain. Is it conceivable that Franco and Mola

have a genuine. even though misguided, patr~otic motive? They claim to be saving Spam. from Communism, but are using Moonsh and Foreign Legion mercenaries to do it They are employing German, Italian and Portuguese guns, equipment. 'planes, pilots and advisers to slaughter the Spanish pe.ople and ravage the Spanish countryside:­presumably to inaugurate a one hundred per cent. Spanish State. .

Our Government, faced with the alterna­tives of Fascist Spain or Socialist Spain. has, by its inaction, assisted the Fascists. The democratic Government of Great Britain would also help to maintain the dictatorships m Italy, Germany and elsewhere, rather than see the inevitable re-action into Communism if Fascism weakens.

On Behalf of the Students. One of our most critical readers-'cover to

cover and nothing skipped-is the Sergeant on duty at the entrance to the College; the cheerful septuagenarian who has always greeted us with a smile ever .since we first entered that door. We invariably ask him for an opinion on each issue. We did so last week.

"Yes, it's not bad. The trouble is that you fill it up with all sorts of stuff; but not much of it is about Morley. A Morley Magazine oughMo deal with things in the College."

"Yes," we remonstrated, "but nothing ever happens here." "True," he replied, "then I don't see what you want a Magazine at all for."

We had no answer ready at the moment but, as usual, have since laboriously worked out the appropriate retort.

We want to make Morley articulate, to give expression to the opinions, aims, hopes, feats and pre-occupations of the College students .

. The result may be a rather extraordinary mixture of subjects and viewpoints written in a wide variety of styles-but Morley is like that.

Colossal Christmas Competition. We are preparing the December issue of

the Magazine along the lines of a Christmas Number. We will try to spare you the holly and Santa Claus stuff, but would like to get a real Christmas flavour into it.

We ~re therefore offering three prizes of one guinea, half a guinea, and five shillings for the best short Christmas stories.

We suggest either short poems or 150 to 200 word anecdotes along the lines of recent newspaper features. Ghost stories, Christ­mas surprises, thrills, frights, Good Samari­tan acts, drunken orgies or nightmares after over-indulgence in Christmas cheer. If you can't be truthful, at least be credible, or, of course, frankly fantastic.

Our decision must be final. Entries to be in by November 15. THE EDITOR. --------

JUST ANOTHER MORLEY SERVICE In the current number of the Magazine will be found

an insert leaflet on the subject of life assurance which we think may be of interest to some of our students. It was written . by a member . o! the staff of the company responsible for the vanous College insurances.

There must be many among our members who are even now, or are likely to be at one time or another con­templating insurance against the thousand and. o·n~ risks met with in a d_ay's march. Life, fire, accident, burglary, etc., etc. It will be to any such students' interest and advantage to ask the College Secretary for particulars of '.1 schem~ whereby a considerable initial and annual saving m p~enuums can be effected , so long as the individual remains a member of the College.

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EPITAPH FOR A POISON GAS MAKER. A single-minded man was this, His eyes turned to the sky ; Deep-versed in potent mysteries, He lived that we might die.

-REX Mn,ES.

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Students' Jobs~II.

"GIVE US THIS DAY . ,,

By a Baker·s Roundsman.

H A VE you ever tried ascending and descending a1?out 3,000 stairs in the course of a smgle day? (The Monu­

ment has 345 steps.) For nearly eleven years this was my daily

lot. It is an experience I can strongly re­commend as the finest slimming exercise in the world.

More recently, fortunately, I have secured a welcome change of district, and I no longer whistle "Nearer, my God, to Thee" as I go my daily round.

* * * Customers often pin weird and wonderful

notes to their doors. I am bidden to leave "2 loafs/ " 1 tine loaf," " 1 plane tin," ·. 2 loves," "1 Joave," "A loaf and a bag of flower," and so on. "Please do not leave no bred " read another note; and again I was told to " leve 1 in the winder."

But the most amusing episode of this kind was'when a customer left a note which read : ' ' dont wont eny Bread Please.''

Next day the woman said: " You must 'ave thought me a silly fool yesterday."

" Why? " I asked. " Why, me making a mistake in that there

note." "Did you?" I q~eried innocently.

. "Yus/ she said. " I went and put ' please' instead of ' thank you ' " !

* * * A variety of methods are employed by cus­

tomers to ensure having their goods left while they are out shopping, round the cor­ner· at cousin Mabel's, atthe pictures, or, in some cases, winning the wherewithal to buy their daily bread . .

A common device is to tie a piece of string to the latch and hang an end through the letter~box or through a hole bored in the

door. An unlatched window solves the prob­lem when the customer lives on the ground floor. Latch keys are left in pre-arranged places, too, and roundsmen are usually in­cluded in the select few who share the secret.

Before now I have put a loaf in · a paper­bag and tied it to the door-knocker. One customer regularly leaves a carrier-bag in her coal-cellar.

Once I was given a spare key of a tene­ment dwelling where the customer was at work all day. The standing order was for two loaves, but if I found one. already on the table, then only one was required. It was ah admirable arrangement.

One day I opened the door for the coal­man and saw the customer's coals in. She was very grateful. Another day a man de­sired to deliver a parcel. I put it on the table for him and went my way. That was the last I saw of him. ·

I learned later that he had delivered the parcel to the wrong address. It was urgent, but he could not retrieve it for some hours. I gathered that he was not grateful.

* * * There have been some encounters with

people who try to avoid payment of bills. Once a woman of this type dodged me for

many weeks, and, when at length I ran tier to earth, told me frankly to go. to the devil. I went to her husband instead. Next day she came to meet me. She had · two black eyes and my money. I concluded that her hus­band had persuaded her to settle up. · ·

A seafaring sort of man owed me a· week's bill, and was always mysteriously out. , One day I told his twelve-year-old son to ask his father if he thought he was playing the game. The man came out next day and paid. ''Now you can't tell my boy I'm not British," he said. ·

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Then there was a good lady who had two doors to her ground-floor tenement-very convenient for her, for whenever anybody knocked at one she exited hastily through the other. But I caught her neatly one day. Another collector was knocking loudly at her front door. I . nipped round quickly to the back, and .the old heathen rushed straight into my arms.

Why some people owe money is a mystery. There was a case of a warehouseman in regular employment at £5-£6 per week. There were only two children under fourteen to be kept. But nobody . could ever collect money from hini or from his wife. His wi f '. and sister were one day arrested for shop­lifting. They pleaded that it was a first offence, begged for mercy and were dis­charged. A detective had searched their rooms for other stolen property, and found nothing. But when that 'tee came in the front door, the swag was taken out the back. I saw it. ·

* * * I was always sorry for an old lady who

was ·· uprooted during a · slum-clearance scheme, being transferred· from a dilapidated oW house to a flat.

She could not adapt herself so late in life to such a drastic change. The new home was too large, too altogether different. Besides, there was gas-a new-fangled notion entirely; the old house had had no gas supply-and the poor old soul could never remember to turn off the taps.

Almost every day when I called. I would rap at the door and walk straight in to give attention to the gas-stove. The neighbours told me that they did the same.

One dav I called and found the , door bolted. I knocked loudlv and a · strange voice answered. A youngish woman opened the door. "Grandma's in hospital." she said:

I nodded grimly. "The gas?" I qur,-ried. "Gas?" "Yes. gas." I repeated, then added: "She

always would turn on the taps and forget to light the jets. Did she have an accident? "

"She's had an accident, certainly-she foll' down in the street and hurt her 'knee."

It never pays to jump to conclusions. * * *

Once I helped to subdue an outbreak of fire on the top floor of a tenement house. Three of us filled up everything capable of holding water and rushed up from the ground floor with them.

The seat of the fire was a chest-of-drawers. When we had got the flames under, we flung the smouldering woodwork and clothing into the backyard.

Then the · fire brigade arrived-three engines and an escape.

The following week. I saw dense volumes of smoke issuing from a wino.ow. In . I dashed to discover that the smoke came from a fire burning in the grate, · because the chimney had suddenly decided not to function. Next day the landlady of the house came and read the riot act to me for daring to enter her premises·unbi.dden . . As I said, it never pays to jump to conclusions.

PHILIP LEWER. STUDENTS' · JOBS.

Is your job interesting? .Tell 1/s about it. We hope to print a series of articles throughout the session.

If you are a cat-burglar or confidence trickster, or have any other motive for wanting to remain anonymous, we will respect your wishes. If you have never written an article before-try it. You will be. surprised how easy it is! ---------

GERMAN CLUB. Judging from the enquiries received, the article in our

Septe~ber number and a " Bulletin " circulated by the Committee to new students have aroused a lively interest in the German Club. The first ramble ·of the.new session attracted thirty-six enthusiastic members and every one declared they would come again. However, inany cannot come every time, so there will always be room for new members and we do not anticipate having to order a special train. · Now for future events f Of special interest . at the moment are the nex,t Social. on Saturday, November 28,

. and the German Club Christmas Party to be held in the Hall on Saturday, December 12: For the Social we are promised an interesting programme, concluding with dancing, whilst the Party will once again be a real Christ­mas Party, providing an outlet for that feeling of sup­pressed anticipation engendered by the thought of the approaching festivities. · ·

To conclude, please remember that if you do not find the information you want on the Notice Board, a line to the Secretary will do the trick.- V. F. Floyd (hen. Sec.).

PALESTINE

Our recent editorial note on the Holy Land has brought forrh the following interesting article from a member of the Palestine Police Force. We have omitted several place names, in order to avoid possible complications for our correspondent. ·

T HE actual trouble flared up here on the day of the killing of two Jews by high­way robbers-April 17. At theirfuneral

in Jaffa two days later the Jews retaliated and killed two Arabs. On that day there followed a further outbreak of killings in the same town. Eleven Jews were stabbed to death. and a score or so injured.

Subsequently, a general strike was declared by the Arabs. Every Arab shop in Palestine was closed, Arab 'buses stopped, schools closed, and the only Arabs working. were those employed by the Railway and Muni-cipalities. ·

Naturally, tension became very high, and there were further incidents of Jews shot in many· towns. In addition, crops were de­stroyed, buildings set on fire, and big wood­yards in Haifa set alight. Thousands of pounds' worth of damage has been done~ all by Johnny Arab.

Each Friday the Moslems attend mid-day prayers at the Mosque, and that is when the trouble is expected. After leaving the Mosque. they form in a procession of some four or five thousand. and march through the town. shoutinQ:. and waving sticks, poles, meat-hooks. boat-hooks-in fact. anything thev can get hold of. Thev hold a demon­stration outside the police-station or the Dis-

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trict Commissioner's office. They h~v~ ~o be dispersed. · · ·· ·

We take up positions in different parts 9f the town, some of us armed with rifles and others with wooden staves. With each party of police there is ~ detachment of soldiers, who are called on in the event of the police being overpowered.

The idea is to attempt to disperse th~ crowds with your batons, and if unsuccess­ful-to fire on them. We are generally suc­cessful with our baton-charges.

Most of the · W<Jrk of dealing with the armed bands which have got together over the countryside is done by the army in co­operation with the R.A.F,. It is excellent practice, and must have taught the bigher officials a great deal.

This is an extremely clever guerilla war­fare, and keeps everybody on the" qui vive," as one never knows where to look next for trouble. We have a Jewish colony attached to our station which has been the object of several attacks, all of which we have re­pulsed-without loss of life.

The country lends itself beautifully to the mode of warfare the Arabs are adopting. Believe me, we seldom catch any of them. I have seen, under heavy fire, dead bodies being carried away across the hills. Troops have gone out next day, and not a trace of any body or wounded Arab has been found after sc;ouring the country for miles around.

At Nablus-incidentally. the hot-bed of

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Palestine-:-:-five battalions of infantry .ad­vanced in one long column stretching twelve mil~; '!'hey scoured a·nd searched every nook ·and cranny, but not a single thing was fourid. .

This effort was described as one of the biggest 'Army inanceuvres since the Great War, and I well believe it.

At the present moment a . state almost of martial law exists. Troops and naval men patrol the streets. They are ready to take over at any minute . .

The Grand Mufti of Palestine-the una crowned king of the Moslems in this country

Sixty thousand people attended the funeral in Tel-Aviv of i wo Jews killed ./n Jaffa.

-is visiting each town and village, entreating the people to continue the strike, and persist in the policy of civil disobedience. Tht amusing thing is that this man is a paid ser­vant of the Palestine Government, and is al­lowed to preserve his title by permission of British Colonial Office. No action is taken against him, however, "y the authorities:

The Arab leade,rs of th'e strike demand the suspension of the immigration of Jews, the sale of land to the Jews to be stopped, and the institution of an Arab governing party. All these demands have been categorically re-

fused by the High Commissioner-hence the policy of civil disobedience.

The Arabs' claim, on paper, is perfectly justified, and to any fair-minded person they appear to have been the victims of a mis­guided British policy. Lawrenc~'s promises to the Arabs have been ·repudiated~ arid the Balfour Declaration substituted. Probi~g deeper, it is evident that the Arabs have benefited materially from the influx of Jewish capital, but they have now become imbued with a strong sense of nationalism, as they see immigration on the increase, and the pos­sibility of their being pushed into the minority looming imminent.

The Jewish attitude towards British Ad­ministration is favourable-they know .which side their bread is buttered. There is always evident, however, that typical Jewish failing of continuous petty moaning. Thinly veiled criticism on topics small and large affecting the Administration constitutes the bulk of a Jewish newspaper's reading matter. To my mind, they still suffer from their.inferiority complex, even though they have been planted in a · comparatively free atmosphere.

It is not possible for me to forecast the ultimate solution of the trouble here. Having seen results of previous Royal Commissions in this country, I do not think that the Arabs will derive many benefits from its findings, and the struggle has now resolved into a des­perate bid for the granting of certain definite concessions. If this attempt fails. the Arabs realise that future protests against British policy will be useless. Photographs reproduced by kind uermission of GREAT

BRITAIN AND THE EAST.

------------STUDENTS' REPRESENTATIVE COMMITTEE A vacancy occurs among the " independent" member­

ship of the above Committee. Nominations are invited of students of not less than

two years' College membership Who are not active menibers of any College Club or Society. The ca.ndidate must be over 20 years of age.

Nomination forms may be obtained from the Sec;i:etary, to whom they should be returned not later than November 6.

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Imaginary .Broadcast Announcer:" We are now taking you over

to the editorial office of the Daily --, where you will hear the Editor discussing with his staff the details of to-morrow's two mil­lion issue of that great organ of Public Opinion. The Editor-."

"Good evening, boys! How's things? Quiet, eh? Oh well, let's have a look at what's going, and see if there's something we can hot up.

" You fellers get too depressed, · just _ be­.cause there's no sexy murder trial on. You can always make news. You have to chance it. You know perfectly well our readers ,can't remember what we said yesterday, let alone last week. If another daily publishes a much better authenticated version of the affair which flatly contradicts ours, it doesn't matter much. Ninety-five per cent. of our readers don't read anybody but us, and the other five per cent. know us by now anyway. So why worry?

"Now let's see what we have got. What~ this? Andorra has decided to double its army and navy! Splash it! Then get the leader-writer to demand a corresponding in­crease in our defence forces. That'll do Our Noble Lord's armament shares a bit of good. May have a pound or so in 'em myself.

" Another ' Revolt in Russia' _ story! Double all the figures, and add the usual about executions. You needn't mention this time where the story comes from. None of out clients seem to notice that all our :R.ussian news comes via Berlin. We might try sometimes a line of views on Berlin from Moscow-but not in this issue.

"Any news from Spain? No patriot victories? Well, write 9ne up. Say 'They advanced five miles and c<J,ptured the strate­gic village of Candalupa.' You never heard of it? Neither have I, b1:1tit so:grids Spanish. Make it 200 Reds killed and 500 wounded.

''No, we really can;t publish -this . mine­accident story-the managing director of the

place is one of our shareholders. We mustn't print this yarn of the inquest either. The poor soul swallowed tablets to cure some­thing or other, and the coroner was probably right, but those tablets bring us thousands a year advertising revenue. We mustn't criti­cise the drunken behaviour of the Hon.-_.-, M.P.; he's a pal of Our Noble Lord.

" Hello, there goes the ticker! . Praise be the saints-::a flapper,has flown the Atlantic. She got her 'bus off the ground by sheer good luck; and crashed it afthe other end, but that doesn't matter. Marshal all the sob-sisters. Hello, is that Adverts? Who's bought the fuel, face-cream, fountain-pen and flannel­undie rights on this flip? Right, we'll save save 'em half a page each.

" Get her on the 'phone and off er her ten thousand for her life story. Then go and drag Bill out of the pub across the way, and tell him to write it. He made a grand job of that ' breach of promise' woman. By the way, keep that story going; We'll teach that girl to sla:q:i doors in our faces and re­fuse to say anything. Use that picture taken ten years ago, in the funny hat with the sun in her eyes. _

"Oh, by the way! I thought of a grand heading while I was in the bath this morning -NEGRO DRUG-FIEND SLAYS LAY­PREACHER'S MISTRESS. That'll look good, eh? Write a story round it.

"Now, put in the more violent of these assaults, . the current murder investigation from all angles, the usual spot of bazaar­opening, battleship-christening and troop­reviewing. And don't forget the large port­rait of the latest Royal baby. Then there's the really important stuff-greyhound pros­pects, football .possibilities, boxing person­alities, arn;l all the runners _and betting."

"There's a column or so for the Free Book Offer, the crossword puzzle-not too difficult -and the radio programmes; that leaves three~fifths 9f the paper for adverts.

"Good-night, boys!'' AUTOLYCUS.

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Address to Fascists By a Special Correspondent

'"' H AIL, wearers of the Black Shirt! Hail, wearers of the Black Look! Hail, brandishers of '1truncheons,

· · S. A. Manp.er," or sjmple " Black~hirts " ! Yet another triumph is added to· Our Great Cult! Yet another conquest has fallen to our lot! England will yet go Black-a Black of the deepest dye! There is yet hope that the marching of the boots of our brave, brave troops will be heard through the City of London, whose much-vaunted independence will soon be a thing of the past! And the streets of the villages in the erstwhile tranquil countryside will yet echo to our more than rousing chant! For, slowly but surely, an institution which has always been considered the first and last stronghold of democracy is falling into our clutches-I mean, into our noble ranks. It is but a matter of time, as you shall see. The first step is taken ! The first blow is struck! The first head has mlled! Slowly, imperceptibly, we shall creep . on after this first victory, until with one great masterstroke Cauleymollidge will be irre­trievably ours.

"And how? My faithful followers, whose expressionless faces:__I · mean, whose . faces expressive of complete devotion surround me now-my faithful followers turn their wandering-I mean, wondering gaze upon me and ask me, in their own dumb way, how this is possible. The credit, my friends, is entirely due to the ever glorious Students' Executive Committee, which proudly num­bers among its members the future Mosleys. Hitlers, Mussolinis and Kemal Pashas of the world! Only a Great Mind could have thought of the means of accomplishing their feat. They used Cauleymollidge's own de­moniac-I mean, democratic system to gain their end! For are they not elected, in true democratic -fashion; by the students them­selves? · What is that fellow at the back say-. . .

ing? They aren't? Hit him on the head f Throw him out! This is no place .for truth -I mean untruth. ·The strong arm cf F~s­cism can be depended upon, in future; to. keep such scoundrels down. "Macht," as the great Fuhrer said, " ist Recht." ( Lolld Cheers).

" I look to . my stalwart supporters, who now, like many Cerberi, are guarding the door to-let me see, now-what door did Cerberus guard? Anyhow, it doesn't matter -I look to the guardians of ollr door to see. that I have no more interruptions, and I will proceed.

'' As I was saying, having got their friends. tc elect them, what was the next step of the S. E. C.? (My friends, they are called the. S. E. C. owing to the peculiar habit of the English of ending most titles of bodies with the foolish word "Committee," but amongst ourselves they will simply be called, after the style of the great Filhrer's fearless troops, . "S.E. Men"). Well, they next proceeded to make their presence really felt by devising a set of rules of which nobody had thought _befpr,e . . For instance, they put an end to the the abominable practice which members of Cauleymollidge clubs used to have, of occa­sionally inviting their friends to socials or educational lectures free of charge. And quite right too! Let them pay for education if they want it! Keep the outsiders out! They criticise too much! We don't w~nt criticism. we want slaves-I mean, servants to our Great Cause. Well, of course. most dubs , being simple-minded-I mean. simple­hearted like my own followers. raised no ob­jections. BUT ONE CLUB had .the audacity to rebel ! In their defence they weakly Dointed out ·that thev occupied no room­soace at Caulevmollid!!e. visiting a fresh fountain of knowledQe each · week, and · that th,erefore' they did not see how this rule coulC,

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reasonably apply to them. But what . have thing. If they did, what difference would it we to do with REASON? We are not a set make to them? They will say " I can still of antiquarians worshipping the Dark Ages go to my folk-dancing," or " I can still go to -we live in modern times, in Fascist times! Room 2 and talk Mumbo-Jumbo, what The mere idea of members of a club bearing ·'.:, should I care about any other club? My in­the illustrious name of Cauleymollidge hob- terests ~r~ well catered_ for. That club w~s nobbing hospitably on Hampstead Heath, not ~!rikmg for our liber~y, ~ut for their

1 b · g eh erfull round Carisbrooke own. For they do not beheve m the motto, or c am ~rm e . Y . " One for All, All for One." Cas_tle, w~th a pack of rmpostors-outc~sts--:- " And so, my ·friends, we shall gather panahs-m other words, non-members· this another institution into our fold, as easily as 1t was tha~ ma~e o~r ~ort~.y stori:n troops sheep are gathered together in the evening. shudder with a Just md1gnatlon, which k~ew They will not follow the black sheep who no bounds_ when the ~lub refused po~nt- rebels, for he is' an outcast, not a leader ; they blank to ~Ject th~ sc~r~ous rog~es, saymg will not even notice his departure, fo.r sheep it was agamst their prmc1ples, agamst the de- are very short-sighted. Therefore, O noble mocratic spirit of CauleymoUdge ! What band, a hearty hail to the glorious triumph right have they to principles under Our Per- of Fascism in England thus foreshadowed feet System? Our System abolishes prin- in this victory ! " ( Hearty Hails). ciples ! It thinks for you ! You only have E.J.S. to do as you are told !

" And so our brave S. E. men met their first obstacle, and did they flinch? Did they We are pleased to have the opportunity of publishin~ this

criticism. In fairness to the S tudents' Executive Com­not rather storm the citadel? And did not nzittee, however, we feel that it should be mentioned that the walls of Reliqueau fall before them? My the H istory Society had many opportunities of concluding friends, .they knew how to act swiftly a:tid a" peace." Man y conciliatory suggestions were made by

members . of the Committee to that end. W e · can only silently-that club no longer exists at Cauley- deplore the large rtir·M,ich developed from such small mo.Jlidge. Moreover, I am proud to say, issues.

human nature , amply justifies the Great Opinion we hold

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of it ; hardly anyone has even noticed that it has ceased to exist. If a few have remarked that its notices have van­ished from their accustomed board, so swiftlv did our gallant S. E. troops execute their task that no-one knows the reason. And so I am telling you now, for the first time, in order that you may be 'justly proud of . our S. E men!! ·

There is no need for me to. say any more. my friends . You can see for vourselves that Cauleymollidge is in the vice-like grip of our S E. men, and that they will go on from triumph to triumph! For do not fear that there will be anv more rebels- at least, there may be a few. but they will receive no sup­port : thev wj}l be crushed as the· first were crushed (there were some se:ven score of them !) and the others will not notice any-

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MUSIC NOTES N ow that the term is · fairly well advanced it is hoped

· that new studen ts in the Music Classes will have acquired more than a nodrung acquaintance with their music, their fellow-students, and M orley in general.

If, however, there remain any newcomers who still feel their newness weighing heavy upon them, let them come to the Music Students' Social, on Saturday, November 28 . T his year the proceedings will begin with tea, usually a noisy and festive affair, and will end wi th a performance of opera by the London Chamber Ensemble. Two operas will be given, one by D ibdin and one by Arne, both said to be charming and excellently performed. The interval between tea and the evening performance will be used for minor diversions-any bright ideas will be welcomed by the committee. A straight run th rough the new Vaughan Williams work for choir and orchestra has been suggested. Those not in favour are welcome to step forward with alternative brain-waves, bu t in any case the tea and the operas will be worth coming fo r!

L. R,

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Are Rooks Civilised ?

I T is frequently stated by certain writers that of all the great avian order, rooks, lilore·_than any other birds, exhibit traits

that in some measure may be likened to those of that other great specie~. Homo sapiens. Having observed for themselves, apparently, such phenomena as colonisa­tion, mob-justice and the unwritten laws of courtship and home-making, they proceed to make the inference that rooks, in virtue of their having this similitude to human con­duct; are ·therefore more · civilised-" civi­lised " in this case, as in most cases; meaning a development towards a higher . state of being-than other members of the feathered population.

Disregarding the views on the matter the birds concerned may wish to express-which doubtless they are prevented from communi­cating to us only by their being less civilised than we ourselves-it has occurred to me that the point raised has in it an admirable instance of the possible deterioration of a species. To my mind, the interpretation of the rook's conduct would, if it were correct, mark the junction at which the rhapsodic, anarchic, thoughless life had been relin­quished to the creeping paralysis of self­consciousness and self-insignificance. If rooks have indeed departed from the avian form, then of a surety their trend in the direction indicated is · horrible to contem­plate, leading, only too probably, to a de­based, human-like way of life. In so far as the writers mentioned are correct in their surmise, thus far are these corvine members fallen from the grace of the spirit, departed from the realm of light-life.

The first, aiid probably the most crushing step towards the extinction of the spirit in a living thing, is that which compels it to sacrifice its personality to a corporate exist-

ence. Not for one moment does, or rather, ought, a life-form require for its life-act the concourse and contact of others of its kind. The spirit, of necessity, must soar unfettered of ties and duties to a mythical common ideal ; lone and wild as a falcon 'should it be, one with the wind and sun -in its search for a kind-spirit.-

The spirit-freeness of the falcon was the beginning of things; the only .law was the lawlessness of the one, the individual. Superbly it lived in a world it had awakened to. But mankind . forsook the spirit-realm to begin an evolution and a revolution of its own, forming itself into colonies, then states, then kingdoms, then leagues, ridden with the fear of its own destruction, until there grew from the fear a canker wliich ate into its niass-mind, thus leading inevitably and literally to mass inter-murder.

I trust that the rooks are laughing at us. I trust that they will condone the charge of civilisation levelled against them. I trust that their development will never progress beyond the " caw-caw," whatever sensation it is that impels them to emit such a sound . But mostly I trust, and hazard a guess, that they are spiritutally thoughtless of our existence other than the warning instinct which tells them of the presence of a dark moving form below the elms that makes suddenly thefr life to cease.

REX MILES.

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This Month's Short Story By ZOSHCHENKO

Happy Childhood

Translated from the Russian by IDA DAVIES

YESTERDAY, citizens, I found myself in the Tauric Gardens, sitting on a bench. I was rolling a cigarette, sur­

veying my surroundings. All ~round me seemed marvellously beautiful-spring in the air, the sun shining brilliantly, gay kiddies playing on the sands.

Next to me on the bench I noticed a little boy of about ten years of age, dangling his feet. I thought how enjoyable life is for ,children in comparison with adults. What pleasure is there in store for us? You simply can't play on the sands or dangle your feet! . . . And should you dare to do so, people would say, "What a fool, imagine a man that dangles his feet! " You may even be more unfortunate and catch a blow on the jaw!

Ah, I reflected, · no fun af all in life for grown-up folks! Committee after committee, and then sub-committees . . . reports and meetmgs. Should you venture into the open for fresh air, your wife is sure to be at home threatening you _with a broom in her hand, ·swearing savagely and _shouting: "What! late again?" Yes, what a happy time, golden -childhood! And yet, Oh Time, you fly swiftly and unnoticeably! ·

Once more I glanced af the playing child­Ten and the laddie on the beilcli who was still <langling his legs. A kind of weakness, an affection for him overcame me.

I had to exclaim. "Sonny," I addressed him, "you son of a gun, are you aware, you little devil, of your happiness? You seem to be looking down on us with a sneer, as if sitting on top of a tree. . . .Ah," I said, "You little rascal! What do they call you? What's your name? •~

A silenc~. He seems to be shy, doesn''t be?

" Hi, sonny, don't be shy! The old man

won't eat you on his bread, to be sure! Come here, I say, jump on my knee. I'll give you a ride."

The boy turned on me, and said, " I am busy, I've no time to play riding on your knee, yori idiot."

Ho; there, I thought to myself, what a brat of a boy! He evidently intended rebuking me, the little beggar. Busy, indeed!

"Pardon me, what business have you on, youngster? "

The lad, that child of Nature, I hear him replying to me in a low voice, " You will soon grow old; should you get to know everything, old man."

Well, l thought, what ever kind of boy have I come across?

"Don't be angry with me/' I said. " I Zlm · curious. - I'm just a wicked old fellow who wants to know what sort of business one has at that tender age of yours .... "

"Business?" said he, " ... and a hell of a lot too! Committees of various factions, and sub-committees. . . . In an hour I am to report on Poland-I must be off. To-morrow, school and physical culture, you know .. . . If I venture to tear myself away from work, say for three minutes, Marya Blokhiria or Katysha Semchkina are sure to be worrying me. · ... "

The youngster took out a " Pushka," lit it, spitting through his teeth in a manly way, nodded his head, and was gone.

A 11ew idea came to my mind. What a happy period; my golden old age

appears to be! ; Am I pestered with school? No! Is . physical culture -forced upon me? No!

Finally, I lit a "Pushka" and moved on.

:nrn E'ND.

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The ·Struggle in Spain

THE writer was one of a party of visitors from Britain who visited Spain in July to attend the Olympiad Sports Festival

held at Barcelona. There were over two thousand worker-sportsmen from France, Holland, Belgium, America and many other countries.

* * * Little did I, or any of us, think as we

passed across France and into Spain of what lay before us. Even less did we realise as we left the station and mingled with thou­sands of joyful young people in the lovely Rambla boulevard that within a few short hours this same thoroughfare would be strewn with the shot-riddled· bodies of hun­dreds of these same young men.

Late on the Saturday evening we were in­formed by officials that news ha.d leaked out that a revolt was being prepared in the town. It was known that the leaders among the royalist army officers in command of the three barracks in the town had · received in­structions from General Franco in Morocco to attempt a coup d'etat on the following morning.

There had been previous warnings. The trade unions and workers' organizations had warned the Catalonian Government that the army officers were unreliable, and had asked the Government to create a loyal militia. But nothing had been done. Realising the danger, although tardily, the Government had just taken steps calling upon the trade unions to declare a general strike immediately; a pro­clamation was issued declaring martial law; transport was being commandeered; all loyal workers and citizens were asked to report immediately to their trade union, political and other organizations to enrol in the militia and to receive arms.

Barcelona was alive with excitement. Bid­ding farewell to wives and families and

-sweethearts, thousands of ordinary working people were hurrying to enrol to defend the Government. At the. strategic · points in the town, principally in the working-class area of Sens, men, women and even children feverishly commenced the erection of barricades.

Four o'clock on Sunday morning was '· zero hour." The rebel officers and the soldiers under their command sortied from the Petrables; Atarazanas and Park barracks. Preceded by armoured cars and · accom­panied by lorries loaded with men and arms and by batteries of field guns drawn by mules, they converged from three points towards the centre of the town. Smashing ·through the stubborn but inadequate resist­ance of the loyal Civil Guards the rebels succeeded in making liason with Fascist sup­porters on University Square, in the Hotel Colon and the Carmelito Monastery and on the Piazza del Paz (ironic name) at the harbour entrance, beneath the statue of Columbus.

With artillery deployed in the three great squares and with machine guns posted.in the windows of hotels and restaurants, on the roofs of houses and churches and even on the top of the Columbus column, the Fascis.t officers under the command of General Goded opened up a murderous fusilade and bombardment directed along the boulevards and particularly into the working-class quarters. Their objective was to break through the inner_ defences of the city and to gain possession of the Posts · and Tele­graphs, the . Radio Station, the Government Headquarters . and the Police and Militia headquarters, most of which were in the Ramblo Centro.

Their first successes however were short­lived. It seems to me probable that they had not anticipated the tremenqous . response . of the ordinary citizens and especially of th~ workers, to the Government's appeal for

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helµ.against the Army uprising. All through the night volunteers were enrolling, taking up · armsJ tnd rushing intchthe · con-tlict. By 7 a.m., under the intense · and increasing pressure of the Government counter-attack, the Fascist forces began to crumple up. Hundreds of rebel soldiers deserted en masse, turning their artillery on to their own officers many of whom they took prisoners.

By midday on Sunday, with the exception of small bands of snipers, the revolt so far as Barcelona was concerned was effectively smashed and most of the rebel officers and Fascists imprisoned. ·

Orte of the worst features of the uprising in Catalonia was the assistance rendered by sections of the clergy to the revolt. Churches a/Ild other religious institutions were used both as arsenals and citadels by the rebels. The population, which so far as Catalonia is concerned was strongly pro-Government,

were intensely bitter about this. Many who . were .Catholics resented it. The people with five huindred of their sons and husbands killed in Barcelonia and with the hospitals filled with the maimed, gave vent to their bitterness in many cases by setting fire . to numerous churches.

I can say definitely however that the wild stories of the wholesale slaughter of priests and nuns are untrue. There were -two hun­dred British sportsmen in Barcelona with me at the time, men and women. . They are unanimous in repudiating this invention.

In this brief picture of the events at the outbreak of the. civil war in Spain I have given what I myself saw, moving about the city while the initial struggle took place. But I think every reader is interested in the broader question of the rights . and wrongs of the struggle.

There was no doubt to my mind that the

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ordinary,-Spar.iish. citizen \\;'as enthusiastically for the Government, which after ·an had been returned in February by · the· overwhelming wish of the majority of voters. Their gestures, their . fiery enthusiasm and their willingness to die in its defence was proof to me of their loyalty . . The Government is supported by Liberals, Radicals, Socialists, Communists, anarchists and even a section of Conserva­tives. The Basque Nationalists, Catholic to a man, also support the Government.

On the opposite side are the Fascists, the big landlords who fear that the land policy of the Government will affect their vested interests; the · hierachy of the · Catholic Cht~rch (for much the same reasons; they are the biggest landowners in Spain); the army officer caste who are of landlord class origin; a section of monopoly capitalists of whom Senor March, the tobacco king, is a typical representative.

The Government was democratically elected, and therefore its struggle for exist­ence is a· struggle in defence of democracy. The landowners of Spain are· a feudal an.:f: chronism: . they are fighting therefore against

the tide that overwhelmed the · Stuarts in England, the· Bour.bans in France and the Romanofi's in Russia. ·

One of the curious features of Spain, there­fore , is the fight of Fascism in alliance and on behalf of an out-of-date landlordism for the continuance of a past that were better dead. · '

Whether the revolt will be immediately successful or not it is impossible to say. But if it is it cannot be finally successful, for : it is fighting for a cause that -belongs to tpe past. . If the Fascists win they will need 'to hold a whole country of men in chains. :

I think, however, that in England we need to watch the unfolding of events with an appreciation of its significance for us . ;If Fascism, though only temporarily, defeats democracy in Spain and destroys a popular;ly elected Government, the line of Fascism runs almost unbroken from north to south in Europe, from the Baltic to the Mediterra:n­ean, Democratic France perhaps comes next. And after that Britain? J. C. ;

Photographs reproduced by courtesy of the· Workers' Tra vel -Asspciation , Ltd.

W edgwood Pollery.

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Everyday Art

THE photographs of industrial art and . a_rchit_ectu!e which have b~~ri on exhi­tion m the College form part of the

travelling collection of the· Design and Indus­tries Association. This Society, formed dur­ing the war, exists to further the interest in a higher standard of industrial design by means of lectures; publications such as the quarterly "Trend" and leaflets on specialised subjects, and the exhibition of photographs at centres in London and the provinces.

This collection ranges from a view of ·the interior of a broadcasting studio to one of the exterior of an aeroplane, and from the design of a teapot to thatof a bathroom tile. Looking at them we are apt to ask ourselves a perfectly natural question: " Where does the art come in? What has art, as such, to do with the design of chairs and cookers, with the pattern of the saucepan or milk jug we use day by .day? " . We a:'sk it because in general we use the word art in connexion with a very limited number of objects, with pictures, sculpture, certain forms of architecture; we do not often remark that a bus shelter is a " work of art i, any more than we give the term to the ordinary suburban house.

Art is design, the planning of a particular object so that its form , pattern, colour, shall make a harmony that gives us pleasure. This sense of design can be exercised in the mak­ing of a piece of household china just as much as in the painting of a picture. Ifis not always, there is plenty of slipshod com­mercial design, plenty of· inadequate, jerry built architecture to be seen, and it is to com­bat this that associations such as the Design and Industries exist. .Bad design is wasteful, both of material and patience. A well de­signed· chair is not only economical of its material, using if~.() itf besl advantage, but it gives physical and mental comfort to the sitter: ·

The main trend of good modern desigRlies in simplification. Good design depends

quite · as much on what is left out as in what is included. Various circumstances have combined to emphasise this, the chief' being the speed at which we live: We literally " have not time " to puzzle over elaborate: fabric patterns, to clean highly ornamented: silver, _ to . admire detailed architectural ornament.

Then there is the · technical advance .. Scientific experiment has been devoted to, finding means of extending the luminious qualities of glass, whether for decoration or for practical use. The types of barred and dimpled glass shown are the results of plan­ning to obtain greater light diffusion by means of slightly breaking up the surface of a sheet of glass in order to multiply the light on differently accented surfaces. Schools, hospitals, etc., where the natural ,daylight is. of great importance are all employing these new forms.

Steel is another material· which has come· into its own in the present century. Ex­amples of steel furnishing are shown, and the buildings included all have a certain percent­age of rigid steel understructure. Steel furni­ture with its advantages of perfect rigidity and new types of balance has opened up a fresh avenue not only to the designer but also· to the engineer.

The exhibition shows what is being pro­duced to-day, what is on the market for the discriminating purchaser. The encourage­ment of better industrial art depends entirely· on us, the purchasing public. The designer· can invent, the manufacturer can produce,. but the ultimate success rests with the man in the street who shows his choice in what he · buys to put into his home. Our life to~day, is, as we have said, a hurried one, but let us · make time in it for interest, and still more appreciation of, the qualities of design which make of the simplest object a " work of art.,,.

. CLARICE MOFFAT.

Illustration reproduced · by courtesy of the D esign and" Industries A ssociation.

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Principal' s Notes The New Session.

Once ,f1gain enrolments have been very :satisfactory. We hope to publish the actual .statistics in next month's issue. An outstand­ing feature has been the large increase in the number of students wishing to learn German. That there is a diversity of tastes, however, is .shown by the fact that only a minute number of classes have failed to form. The Tuesday evening public lectures on "The World To-Day" have drawn particularly large audiences.

The Extension. The new buildings will shortly be nearing

,completion, and many details with regard to fitments , etc., are now being settled. For instance, the Holst Music Room has had designed for it three beautiful panels repre­

:senting the Planets; the shelving in the library is to be of oak; the blackboards are to be green;·the classrooms will have curtains, and some of them will have permanent cinema :screens and arrangements for the display of photographs and pictures. In one rooµi there is to be a wardrobe extending the whole length of the room to house the collection of costumes for dramatic performances. The

outside court between the new block and the refreshment room will be laid out as a bad­minton court. Clocks will be all-electric, and the floors will be covered with a very attractive rubber flooring-fawn in the pas, sages and red in the classrooms. Some of the classrooms will be devoted to special subjects with appropriate decorations, thus the language rooms will contain maps, pic­tures, etc., relating to the particular country. The new women's cloakrooms will contain three shower baths, and the new individual music rooms will be completely soundproof.

New Member of College Council. Miss Mary Beeton, who was at one time

a member of the Education Committee of the L.C.C., and has long been interested in the College, has been co-opted to the College Council following the resignation of Miss Margery Fry. We are most grateful to Miss Fry .for all the help she has given. Students will remember her admirable spee.ch,:at the last College Dinner, and will have an oppor­tunity of meeting her again when she lectures on "Delinquency," in the course on "New Ideas in Social Administration."

E.M. H.

The Librarian Breaks . Out There are so many appeals for subscriptions. dona~

ti.ons, grants , in aid, etc., being made not only in the ,College with its new ·wing sprouting up and out, but 'in the world at large, that it is with a certain amount of timidity I ventu· e an appeal to students old and new to join the library. Not the bricks and mortar side, 'but the contents, 7,000 books continually beini added ·to and, with use, also having to be replaced. For the ·benefit of new readers J append a few details.

For years we have been gradually building up a library. In the early days it was by assistance from donors, College funds and a little help from students. However, i t has grown from humble beginning to its present size, with the help of L.C.C. grants, small gifts from donors, and support from students. At this point I wish to thank .all who have supported the library in a practical manner by paying the subscription of 2s. per annum. Last .sessjon was our highest number of enrolment, but . we are still sh-0rt of 1,000 membership. · ·

New students may ask what is available for the 2s. sur

The range of subjects include History, Biography, Economics, Philosophy, Psychology, Science, Art. Litera­ture, Drama, Fiction, etc. ; music of all kinds, including miniature and vocal scores. The Foreign Language students are catered for, as books can be borrowed in French, German, Spanish, Italian and a sprinkling of Russian, Latin and Greek. Our collection is up to date containing modern novels, plays, etc., but not text books'. The period of borrowing is 14 days, with an option of renewal unless the book is greatly in demand. If borrowers fail to return books within the prescribed period a fine of Id. each week or part is charged.

All cash collected goes to:,1/ards new books or repairs and although some of you may already subscribe to other libraries, you simply must support your own College Library. In these days of slogans ours would be "More money-more books." We have started along the path, but with very limited funds, it means only one or two copies of each book. If you join the Library and are ·di.ssatisfied, don't hurt the Librarians. They are •ong-suffering and doing their best. ' - · · F.· W.

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Letters to the Editor YER PAYS YER TUPPENCE ... Say; Mr. Editor,-We expected big things

of you, and wh<;tt do you give us? A ridicu­lously impossible short story, a gloomy account of somebody's . daily toil, a review of a non-existent book, some confused home and foreign notes, and so on.

And what do you do with the stuff that really matters? You just bung all the Club Notes into the smallest type you can find.

Play the game, you cad! "Club Member."

Dear Editor,-! am taking advantage of your kind invitation to express a brief opin­ion of the Magazine. I think there is a dearth of literary matter. The Morley Maga­zine has certain traditions worth maintain­ing, and surely you can give intelligent students something worth reading.

Furthermore, must you fill the paper with uninspired club notes? Why not select a few really interesting items-Yours, etc.,

G.S.

{We -.agree with both of you.-En.]

CONTRIBUTIONS RECEIVED. Dear Mr. Editor.-1 enclose two contribu­

tions for the Magazine. I leave it to your discretion which, if either, you use.

If neither is usable, I find that, tightly rolled from the bottom right-hand corner, they make excellent pipe-lighters.-Y ours sincerely, W. Rivers.

[Yes, they do, don't they?_:En.]

Dear Sir,-I was amazed to receive my contribution back. Your excuse for reject­ing it sounds hollow and unconvincing.

On reading the September/October issue, which contains, I presume, the matter in favour of which my article wa:s rejected, I understand. It is ·perfectly obvious that you are afraid to publish anything of a contro­versial. nature.

Whatever you may think to the contrary, I would have you know that my article is jolly good literature. I absolutely refuse to alter it along the lines you suggest.

If you are unable to print freely expressed opinions on modern literature, I wash my hands of you. Nobody ever reads your Magazine anyway, so I doubt if publication of my article would have done much good.-Yours, etc., G. R.

ON MORLEYITES. Dear Sir ,-You invite expressions of

opinion on the College, but I doubt whether you would care to publish the conclusion at which I have arrived.

I believe that many students use Morley only as a social centre, and therefore reluct­antly and inattentively attend one class;, that many more come to learn a language for b~sin.<';SS · reasons or with . holidays ih pros­pect;'· that still . more come exclusively for their dancing, music, acting or gymnastics, and areinterested in nothing ,else; thaUew. of them are concerned with social, political; or scientific questions, and that as a centre of learning-a poor man's University-Morley does not reach the heights it should. A University Tutorial class is a real contribu­tion to the movement for Adult Education. Morley should have many more classes of such a nature.-Yours truly,

"Student 1118."

[We are inclined to agree with you in principle, but what have the students you accuse to say?-En.]

LODGINGS-AN IDEA. Dear Sir,-In the Public Speaking class

which I am attending one of our number took for the subject of a practice speech his rather unenviable life in lodgings. There seems to be a shortage of hostels for young people coming to London from the country.

·. Though I am at present at home, I shall have to leave soon, and it occurred to me

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that if there are others in lodgings ' who would like to improve on that it might easily be done. Sir Wilfred Grenfell, the pioneer doctor and social · reformer· of Labrador, when studying for his ·degree · in London rented a house with several other students, and this seems an excellent idea which might be repeated.

Financially, I think the scheme · would work out quite economically. A house­keeper and possibly another helper would be employed . . We could have what is wanted for our comfort, well being and happiness in various ways which would otherwise be im­possible, and I think it would be a much

more congenial and friendly atmosphere than at lodging houses. . It.~q4,ld p,rqbably soon be spoken' of as "home·: · ·· '. .,; . " · .. I have seeri the young riian mentioned above, and he . and another' ' frien'd'· ate interested. I shall be glad .to. talk ovif the proposal with anyone else likely .' t~: be interested any evening at the College before 7.30, in the common·rooni or over a meal in in the restaurant, . or at home during the week~end. They could leave a note in the letter rack ot write to me at . the 'following address, suggesting which they prefer.-Yours faithfully, J. F. Huson.

21, Preston Road, Beulah Hill, S.E.19.

TREES

I F I were to fill a volume, not half my feel­ings towards trees- these wonderful gifts of Nature-would be described. Even

now my pen seems to linger, as though loath to put down in cold, black and white th~ir, marvels- marvels that can be felt rather than expressed.

At all seasons of the year trees are beauti­fu1": In spring their tiny buds peep . shyly through, seeming half-frightened to venture forth. They stay snuggled in their minute velvety jackets, just displaying their soft little heads, yet telling you, in the way that only Nature can, that spring is here! New hopes and ambitions are aroused. There is something in life after all!

The leaves in summer are now fully dis­played in all shades of silver, red and green. They waft backwards and forwards aided by a gentle breeze, like millions of little coloured boats. Th.eir very gaiety reflects on. us. We think of .holidays away from the babble and noise .of town. We are inspired by the beauty awaiting us. Everyday affairs seem to melt into insignificance.

One cim walk through the woods and lanes during autumn and the trees will let their brown and orange leaves flitter grace­fu11y downwards, making a soft carpet to

tread upon. Some leaves, however, remain for a while on their parent-branches, proudly portraying their· soft colourings. Their very beauty is like music-one can hear them murmuring-perhaps answering the notes of the birds who are resting on their branches.

Winter brings dreariness: Rain, snow and cold winds, yet the trees stand nobly defiant - tall in their very majesty. Nobody can dispute the grandeur of trees in winter. They prove, during this · very trying season, how really strong they are standing against time yet still retaining their stateliness. The rain, dripping from their branches, like little pen­dants, swaying~ then dropping, only to be replaced by others. .

I love, when sad or lonely, to be sur­rounded by trees-they become my solace. I am possessed with a half-happy, half-sad feeling that only they can arouse. They make me feel -so insignificant and small .and yet, at the same time I feel they understand­and are trying to give me the peace I seek:

Imagine a sunset behind the . trees, making a superb background. What sight is more lovely? . · I feel I could. willingly sink at their feet, drink in all .their splendour, then, as the sunset fades- sleep, happiness and content-ment restored. PATRICIA M.

Music

LAST March saw the budding, not of cow­slips alone, but of yet another social organisation at Morley-one designed to

meet · the needs of those students who are specially interested in music.

Music is in essence a sociable art, and the best music is made among friends. This is where amateur performances score over pro~ fossional, and it is this that gives Morley musical events their peculiarly jolly atmo­sphere. But the Theory and Appreciation classes, the Choir and the Orchestras have so much work to get through that they can­not give as much time as could be desired to developing, as an end in themselves, the friendly contacts they establish. For such a purpose, a small group of students decided in the spring to meet regularly and entertain themselves in a perfectly informal way, music being the bond of interest between them.

Receiving unexpected encouragement, the idea increased in scope as the Group in­creased ii1 numbers, and this session it is coming to maturity with th~ launching of a full-rigged club. · It hopes to provide a chance fot:' every one interested to take part in musical activities: those with any accomc plishment, however modest, will be asked to use it for · the general entertainment; those who do not play or sing, to contribute opin­ions and an occasional short talk. But what­ever the membership · and the standard of performance, we ave particularly anxious not to lose sight of our objectives of inform­ality and musical fellowship. With this in mind we are remaining the" Music Group,'' and are avoiding the levying of dues, with the worries they inevitably entail.

Our meetings during the latter part of last Session, ,though necessarily marked by much planning and feeling of the ground before us, were not lacking in jnteresting events. Piano solos ranging from Bach to Bart6k, duets, and violin music of our own rendering, original compositions, gramophone records

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of unfamiliar works, attempts to sing Tudor madrigals, demonstrations of various instru­ments and sundry somewhat heated discus­sions afforded us a variety of entertainmenL

A particularly successful feature of our summer programme was two Youth Hostel week-ends, one at the Quaker village ,of Jordans, in Bucks, the other at Holmbury St. Mary, in the Surrey Downs. Another, at Buckhurst Hill, Essex, is billed for Novem­ber, and more are to follow. It is usually possible for non-Hostellers to join the ramble by coming down on the Sunday morning.

If you have not seen our November pro­gramrpe, you will find it, with .details of time and place of meeting, on the notice-board. We should like to concentrate this year on performances in small groups-chamber music and vocal quartettes, etc. So singers and instrumentalists (particularly string players) will be very welcome. But we extend just as cordial an invitation to every one who really enjoys music, and wants to share the enjoyment, to join the Group.

T . W . MOORE.

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SUMMER SCHOOL SCHOLARSHIPS · Applications are invited from women office workers

between the ages of 20-35 (preferably with experience of trade union or social work) for a Bryn Mawr Scholarship affording a six weeks' stay· in America in the summer of 1937. , Four weeks will be spent at a summer school and two weeks in camp or elsewhere. All expenses, travelling, board, lodging and tuition, personal expenses and pocket money are covered by the scholarships. ·

Further information and forms of application (which must be returned not later than November 21) may be obtained from Miss M. L. Simeon, 84. Napier Court, Fulham, S.W.6, on receipt of a stamped, addressed foolscap envelope.

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YOUR . SYLLABUS If you have a copy of the Morley Syllabus at home, the

College Secretary would be grateful if you would let him have it. There are very few of them left, and the expense of a re-print would be considerable. If you have no further ·use for your copy, will you please hand it in to the Secretary.

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Books in the Library.

Russia's God STALIN. By Henri Barbusse.

There is but one God-Lenin; and Stalin is his prophet. Were this book an intimate study of the present bead of Soviet Russia, rather than a historical review of Communist development, it would weary the reader somewhat by the richness of its eulogy and the tedium of its panegyrics.

For M. Barbusse, Stalin can do no wrong and Lenin can only be mentioned in awed whispers. Nowadays, ten years after his de­gradation and subsequent exile, Trotsky comes in for a good deal of execration and animadversion. M. Barbusse is no exception in the tirade against the man who re­organised the battered remnants of the Tsar's Imperial Army and formed the nucleus of the present highly developed and formidable Red one.

After Lenin's death, the breach between the intellectual Trotsky and the insidious Stalin widened into a chasm-and the Trot­skyists received short shift from the regime, c'lilminating in the Nazi-like "purge" of last August. .

So much for personalities; for the rest M. Barbusse, actuated by his intense hatred of capitalism, seizes the opportunity to hit out at the system on every page. He does not spare the figureheads of his own country, and vituperation reaches its quintessence when the Cresnet-Schneider-Skoda arma­ment firms are mention.ed.

The author has a predilection for statistics, and for a few pages he mathematically runs amok-so to speak.

Percentages and comparisons (with cap­italist countries) are trotted out with the ex­uberance of the enthusiast coupled with a running commentary.

Assuming that Stalin is a dictator, one must not forget the Communist Party proper_ with its membership of approximately two millions.

The author maintains that Stalin is the

apex of the governmental pyramid, and makes decisions and issues degrees only after the material has been well sifted and discus-sed by the party delegates. '

There is also a scathing indictment of the '' white" influence in Russia and outside, which, says M. Barbusse, if allowed to go on unchecked would . ultimately destroy every plan of the re-making of Russia.

It is also significant to recall that the only real proposal for universal dis-armament at Geneva came from M. Litvinoff. What is more significant, Russia at present is eco­nomically and from a military viewpoint a power to be reckoned with-in other words, she is now " respectable."

The author writes a brilliant survey of the 1921 N.E.P., the famine periods, and of the ills that of necessity arose during the initial revolutionary stages of 1917, the liquidation of the kulaks, and the changing outlook of a hundred million illiterates.

It is a mighty achievement that M. Bar­busse unfolds, a gigantic upheaval of the old myths and the old slavery.

It is the emerging of one of the biggest · economic plans the world has ever known.

"Stalin" is not concerned at all with the petty domestic details (beloved of the gossip writer) of the dictator's life. . .

It is a literary phantasmagoria of the Russian revolution. Despite its pronounced "left" bias, the book is a superb attempt to present the Soviet viewpoint within the con­fines of three hundred pages.

In conclusion I advise the reading of Trotsky's own "History of the Russian Revolution" in conjunction with the present book.

It will fill in the obvious gaps and create a background of incident and detail that by reason of limited space and Barbusse's ho~­tility to Trotsky are omitted from the work entitled "Stalin."

DAVID MARTIN.

MORLEY COLLEGE DRAMA TIC SOCIETY

Presents

BARNE 'S FOLLY A Comedy in 3 acts by Jan Stewer

ON

SATURDAY NOVEMBER 7th, 1936

At 8 p.m. Doors open 7.30 p.m . Admission 1 6

Morley Football Club

Grand Carnival Dance

will be held on

Saturday, November 14th, 1 936

Dancing 8 p.m. till midnight.

T. k 2/- single ic ets 3 6 double

Saturday. November 28th, 1936

Come to the

Orchestral Concert

by the

College String Orchestra

Admission Free. 8 p.m.

Collection to meet expenses.

MORLEY MAGAZINE

DECEMBER 1936

THE MAGAZINE OF MORLEY COLLEGE, WESTMINSTER BRIDGE ROAD,

LONDON, S.E.I

EVENTS OF THE MO TH DECEMBER

Beginning a 8 p m except w oth rwtse s ed

T1.1el a • De Is lecture · JAPAN Wllliarn Te lin 1

Thursday • 3rd Lecture TOW & COUNTRY PLANNING E G Culp,n. NT P t

S turday. 5th. WHIST DRIVE 1 •

Sunday, 6th MILITARY BAND Sl!Yer CONCERT Collocuon

S. London tM C Orc:hestra

Tue~da .. 8 h. lecture RUSSIA ( f> A Sloan 1 •

Thursday. .. 10th lecture · DELINQUENCY 1 •

Saturday. .. 12th.

Saturday. .. 19th.

Sunday. ,. 20th

Thursday. .. 3fst

Mai err Fry, .. J P .)

GERM N CLUB PARTY

CHRISTMAS PARTY 26 Six until Mid ht ,nclude-S

R fr~shmtm

CAROL CONCERT SIIYer Collectlon)

NEW YEARS EVE DANCE 2 ~ ( nclud s Refr shmeri

The Colleg • will be elo ed from December 21 t

until Janu ry 2nd. inclusive. with the exception of

December 3 \ t se above)

Cl ss clos December 18th, reopen January rd

T HE M OR LE Y MAGA ZI NE The Monthly Magazine of Morley College,

Westminster Bridge Road, S.E.1

Vol. 22 DECEMBER, 1936 No. 3

Come All Ye Faithful! Christmas comes but once a . year, etc.­

you know the rest. We all make it the occasion for showing a little human sym­pathy; we remember some of our obscure and ne,edy relatjves, dispense a little charity, forget the cares and troubles of our daily toil, and generally behave more like good Christians than we do the other fifty-one weeks of the year.

It is a curious phenomenon, this Christ­mas business. Though it has its origin in a religious festival, . it is nowadays fostered solely with the object of commercial gain, by manufacturers and distributors of every­thing from pin-cushions to pianos. Christ­mas is a truly Heaven-sent bargain week­for the shopkeeper. Normally hard-headed workers cheerfully pay inflated prices for goods in fancy wrappings which are ot doubtful value to the recipients.

What would the early Christians say if he saw. this Christmas, our empty churches and our inarticulate clergy, while our butchers, bakers and candlestick-makers rub their hands in glee?

Under the mantle of religion, the opposition to Sunday theatres and cinemas comes from brewers and publicans; so in the same guise would our shopkeepers be the loudest and most indignant . protestants of the sanctity of this anniversary of the birth of Jesus Christ, if anyone ever tried to abolish Christmas.

Exchange your gifts by all means, if it pleases you, but kt \IS see a little more of

this milk of human kindness stuff all the year round.

The Church might set a shining example. It might institute more Christmas Feasts, and finance them out of its yearly revenue of £370,000 from coal-mine royalties. · It should concentrate on the depressed areas, and hold them not less frequently than, say, every Friday.

Anyway, we wish every one of you a Happy Christmas. We hope you will each enjoy yourself in your own little way; wt. hope the after-effects of too much eating, drinking and smoking will not be too insistent or prolonged.

We hope you will see the passing of 1936 with no regrets, and greet the dawn of 1937 with the usual incurable optimism­though what you have to be optimistic about, this time, the Lord only kpows.

Peace. We go to press too early to record in de­

tail the outcome of the movement now on foot to establish an active Peace Group in the College.

It seems certain that such a group will be formed on broad lines, with a constitu­tion elastic enough to take in all members of the College who desire a peaceful world. Something will be heard, too, of a definitely pacifist nucleus-which is likely to work within the mai:ri. body on common issues while reserving the right to separate activity on Peace-Pledge Union lines.

It is fittin~ that the College sho1,1ld haw

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a Peace Group. The opportunities for cul­tural pursuits are always restricted in time of war. This factalotie makes Morley, as an institution, definitely pro-Peace. An article on Peace appears in this number. We shall be. glad to give space to other views upon this vital question.

There's George! We wonder if you noticed in the Star

of October 28, under the "Star Man's Diary:"

"Cup of tea with G. T. COTTRELL, Morley College's ardent Secretary. Believes in working folk and honest learning. Tells me College busier than ever this year, with keenest interest, perhaps, in Tuesday night lectures on other lands. At Morley College enquiring minds may roam the globe with experts, from now to December for a 2s. 6d. ticket. Already 300 in the class.

" Morley College is being enlarged to accommodate the ever-growing number of working students. The extension will be completed about Christmas for official opening· in the New Year. Costing £15,000. L.C.C. put up £10,000. College has raised another £3,000. So they still need £2,000, which I'd give if I had it handy."

We are sure you would, . Star Man. It's only after intensive education that people learn to see through some of your contemporaries.

The Editorial Office. It occurs to us that our readers might

appreciate a little gossip about the Editorial staff of the Magazine. So here goes! . THE · EDITOR never writes anything worth

reading so why worry about him. His sole qualification for the job is the ingratiating way he has with him . . He thus gets much better hands at it than he himself to write all the articles. Has been described by a master of rhetoric as a long, thin, four­eyed, black-headed, blue,.jowled - - . Not a bad description! Hobbies:-No time for any since he took on this job.

PHILIP is the Editor's right~hand man Can spell and punctuate correctly! Spends hours reading proofs, and then more hours devising ways of embarrassing the Editor. ~nds in the most slanderous satires with a

note suggesting that the Editor hasn't the pluck to print them. We have usually done so, so far, but he's gradually getting worse. Hobbies:- -Reading and writing.

BILL has never written an article in his life, but is invaluable on the practical side of printing . . Has a way of getting printers to do impossible things in a fantastically short space of time. . Easily the best­looking member of the staff. Earns every penny of the huge salary we pay him. Hobbies:- Football, football and football.

JOAN is the Editor's entirely honorary Secretary. Never been known to make a spelling error, and the only person we have met 'who could decjpher the illegible scrawls the Editor and some contributors call hand­writing. If our readers could see these. notes in their original form- ill-spelt, un­grammatical and· written on the backs of everything except tram-tickets-they would get some idea of the value of her services.

There is also DICK- not strictly speaking a member of our staff-the linotype oper­ator. We don't know · what we should do without him. Full of ideas, ever helpful, nothing too much trouble, and patient as a saint. ·

We need the services of one more mem­ber. Is there in the College, a student, pre­ferably in the advertising business, who will take on the job of Advertisement Manager? To certain firms the columns of this Maga­zine could be an excellent publicity medium. Rates could be quite low, but the revenue would enable us to run to more pages, and to have more illustrations. Forward please! Don't be modest. THE EDITOR.

NEW YEAR'S EVE DANCE

Thursday, Dec. 31 st. Eight to Twelve Thirty.

Tickets 2/- (includes light refreshments)

Students' Jobs-Ill.

Hunting for News By a Fleet Street Reporter

WHEN the Fleet Street newspaper re­porter leaves home in the morning for the office he often wonders what

tlie day is going to bring forth. The life of a reporter is probably more varied and interesting than that of the member of any other profession.

Quite obviously, he must be prepared for every emergency that is likely to arise. This asset is part of his professional equipment. He must not only scale the heights but also search the depths in his quest for news. The great reading public must be satisfied, his editor must be satisfied, and. he himself must be satisfied that he has really done his best.

He arrives at the office, say, at nine o'clock. News has just come in by telephone, or on the tape machine from the News Agencies, that a · railway disaster has occurred in the Midlands. Maps and timetables are con­sulted with a view to discovering the quickest · way of arriving at the spot. Time is the great factor in newspaper production.

A decision is made-an aeroplane is chartered. By car the reporter is rushed to the aerodrome and very quickly he is at the scene of the disaster. With lightning speed he collects the principal facts by his own obser­vations and inquiries, obtains interviews, and then transmits his story to the office by · tele­phone, to catch the early editions.

Another day he may be sent to report a mining accident where hundreds of men are lying dead underground, with thousands of people within the vicinity of the pit shaft stricken with grief. _

Perhaps tbe day has been uneventful so far as big stories are concerned. Just as he is preparing to go home there comes the private intimation that the King is going to make a night tour of the slums. The night staff is short. He is asked to accompany the party,

and off he goes with charactertistic zeal. He notes all the human incidents, the anecdotes, the personal touches, and over the telephone sends his account for the following morning's paper.

A reporter must be able to write with speed and. accuracy. Often there is no time to put his thoughts down on paper. He picks up the telephone receiver, marshals his facts in his mind and arranging the story so as to present it in the most attractive form, dic­tates his column, or two columns, to a .tele­phonist who records it either in shorthand or directly on to the typewriter.

The newspaper man must be able to turn his hand to any engagement to which he is assigned such as writing of funerals, wed­dings, State openings of Parliament, scenes at Wembley Cup-Ties, murders, .kidnappings, smash-and-grab raids, openings of new build­ings, launching of ships, recording the "high lights " of conferences, summarising big books . in 500 words, explaining technical difficulties in simple language, and a thou­sand other things.

Interviewing is an important part of the daily life of a reporter. Nearly all his news is obtained by talking to people. The ar.t of the reporter is t.o extract the greatest amount of information from a person in the shortest possible time. Where the person has informa­.tion and will not give.it, then .the newspaper man must apply to the problem all the arts of his craft. Ninety-nine times out of a hun­dred the man who refuses to give an inter­view will give an interview, although he thinks he has given no interview. That may sound Irish but it is true. _

Therefore; to be a successful interviewer, the reporter must be able to adapt himself immediately to his circumstances and not spend any great.time in" warming up." He

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must win the other man;s confidence at the outset. When a reporter of average experi­ence has interviewed thousands of people in all conditions of life, he finds this no difficulty.

You must not allow the film version of newspaper interviewing to mislead you. Ac­cording to Hollywood the reporter pulls out a huge notebook and begins to fire questions and put down the replies. Nothing of the sort. The majority of interviews are con­ducted without a piece of paper being seen. Interviews consist more often than not of a free conversation, and the general drift is remembered by the reporter, and, indeed, very vital declarations. Sometimes it is ad­visable to make a note of a statement which is likely to have a bearing upon public problems. Otherwise, the "impression inter­view " is the rule, and is usually the best.

Not only must the Fleet Street man be prepared to go to any part of the country at a moment's notice, but be ready to go abroad when a great emergency arises. For this reason reporters have their passports at the office. A suitcase, already packed with essen­tials, is always in his locker for these out-of -town and out-of-country engagements.

If news suddenly came one afternoon that a serious revolution had broken out on the Continent the principal newspaper offices would each send their man by aeroplane, and he would be expected to get as close as pos­sible to the scene of operations and to tele­phone vivid eye-witness accounts. Scores of Fleet Street men went over to Spain to de­scribe the civil war.

Some reporters are sent on what are called "roving commissions," either in this country or in any part of the world. They are given complete freedom to go where they like to find appealing stories. One man I know roamed all over Russia, China and America, and Supplied his paper with contributions that helped to make it famous. Another was sent on a tour of England to write about any village he thought to be out of the ordinary,

These engagements mean weeks, and

sometimes months, from the office. But the reporter is always in touch with his News Editor.

On the other hand, the reporter may spend weeks without leaving London, often doing a great deal of his work in the office, interview­ing by telephone, or gathering material for special articles; the underground rivers of London, or the amount of soot deposited on St. Paul's Cathedral in a century, or ·finding out the expectation of life to-day compared with fifty years ago, and so on.

Whatever the job in hand, whether it be for a two-line paragraph, or the big story that" leads" the paper, the reporter generally finds his work extremely fascinating. In it he is touching life at all points, adding to his personal experience and knowledge, and if he is a wise man, counting every moment as a valuable addition to his professional stock-in-trade. SIDNEY R. CAMPION.

Chirico: "Horses."

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Christmas Variations on a Theme

I.

THE street is long and graciously curv­ing like the train of a lady's court gown spread in elegant folds behind

her. Shops fronts are clean and bright, large and expensive., their name plates shin -ing with spit and polish applied in the chilly grey of morning. The Cornniission­aires stand portly and important, resplen­dent in self-esteem and uniform. They have no gaudy giant's umbrellas to-day, for it is a cheerful Christmas Eve, frosty, and bright sunshine, and Madame can leave her Rolls at the pavement without fear of damping her costly smart clothes. Red buses, blue taxis flow easily up and down the regulated modern widths, pausing courteously at those creations of our advanced days, the winking traffic lights. The pavements are full, peopled by the last minute shoppers, most a little anxious inwardly, but too well bred and unhasting. to give their thoughts away. So they stroll with exaggerated ease.

Ipside, all is bustle and glare. The assis­tants, are heavy-eyed ,from overwork, but none the less polite · and efficient, waiting patiently while a decision is made as to what to give Aunt Jane. "Let's give her bed socks or a scarf." "No, something better; after all, she's getting on, my dear, and we must keep on her right side." " Oh, well then, what about a nice workbag?" So, "No bedsocks, thank you. Where are the work­bags kept?" "In the next Department, Madam, first turning through on the right." And so it goes on, until the. luncheon appointment is suddenly remembered. "My dear, we must fly, Henry does hate being kept waiting more than half an hour. We shall have to leave Toby's present. After all, we can always give him cigarettes."

The crowded lift deposits its passengers on the ·ground floor, which is even busier than before, the office workers · adding to the clamouring throng, with mostly only an

hour or less in which to purchase their remaining Christmas offerings. The shop disgorges its rather exhausted and now bad tempered buyers. They are hung round with parcels, awkward and bumping into each other. They join the stream of humanity hurrying endlessly, tirelessly, thoughtlessly down the street. ·

Whither? II.

The road is unending and straight, poorly apd dimly lit, with dark turnings off it. Even in daylight, which it seems can never be more drab in this neighbourhood, they are dingy and fearsome. The shops are mean, tattered and torn, making no pretence at flaunting themselves like their Jewish sisters in the West End. · Raip is sheeting down in torrents. The sole pedestrian huddles himself together, conscious of water oozing doWDi his, coat collar turned up as a faint despairing · protest; water dripping steadily from his hat on to his unshaven face, pinched and hard with misery; water penetrating into his boots, lined with brown paper, the best he can do these days to com­bat the cold, but now a sodden and sorry mess. His hand closes comfortingly round the half crown in his pocket, a Christmas tip from a " toff dressed up like a dog's dinner."

The lights of a pub are reflected on the wet pavement, and the steamy warmth and the sound of Christmas Eve celebrations come out to him. He hesitates, then deter­mined to have his share of Christmas, enters . The room is a poor Paradise; dirty holly round the walls, an indescribable reek of stale beer and rank tobacco, the air is thick with it, but nevertheless gratifyingly watin to the soaked wretch. . The barman eyes him scornfully and greets him surlily. " Pint o' bitter, mate," and the precious half crown undergoes its first met;imorphosis. One· pint, two pints, three pints.

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The talk centres round Socialism. Three pints on an empty stomach soon loosen an argumentative tongue, and before he knows where he is, · he is passionately advocating Communism as the one . true way of life. The-opposition is keen and vigourous and js not afraid to say what it thinks of the speaker, Feeling like a giant he hurls him­. self at his opponent, is torn off by the burly barman and ejected harshly and roughly into the street and pouring rain. " We don't want none of that 'ere. You keep out!" Drunk, reeUng blindly he steadies himself instinctively on the lamp-post. An­other white faced wretch is gazing longingly and hopelessly into the steamy · warmth inside. The drunk's fingers meet and clutch the remaining shilling in his pocket. " 'Ere y'are, chum, it's Christmas." His slow and unsteady feet drag down the unending drab­ness of the road.

Whither? · III.

The Avenue is clean and respectable, but none the less lifeless, devoid of personality: A large ugly brick church stands at the corner, advertised by its poster offering salvation through its trite Scriptural quota­tion. The congregation trickle in by ones and twos and take their accustomed seats. But the inside looks a little different to-day, for it is Christmas morning and the Vicar's

wife and daughter have made an attempt to decorate it. Bur ·· f011ds are short and flowers expensive, and ' the neighbourhood indifferent when it comes to putting its hand in its pocket, so that the holly rather has to be searched for, and has not many berries on when found. The final congregation is fairly large and is well trained, rising when the priest does, mouthing the familiar responses, finding each place in the Prayer Book correctly and unseeingly. The form of service is gone through at an even regu­lated pace, but void of anything alive and living. Heads are buried in prayer, genu-

.. flexions and the sign of the Cross made. Faces are attenti~e but yet expressionless as the sermon is· preached.

"And now to God the Father ... .. . " Money changes hands, is offered up to the Almighty, and there is a last well-trained hymn with gathering on of gloves and scarves. A perfunctory flop on the knees and they rise agajn to watch the choir oft. The congregation walk out, unheeding, as they came in. The church is left bare, empty, but for its one ray of life and beauty and vividness. All are too, busy in doing their familiar duty. Their holy feet descend the church steps, their thoughts devout and pious, but not alive. Their feet take their familiar and well-trained path onward.

Whither? M. B. HUDSON.

Feeding the Hungry

THE Rev. Oswald Gormsby loved to entertain the village Importants. And at this Christmas dinner here they were,

Colonel Sir Bravo Crumpet and Lady Crumpet, the stupendously wealthy and almost as stout Miss Bunty. Yes, and all the others. The Rev Oswald beamed with satisfaction. What was that?

"Arise ye starvelings from your slumbers, Arise, ye criminals of want."

Louder and nearer the singing came. · Bang­ing on the door. In rushed a frightened servant, men behind.

"We're the Hunger Marchers," the met'I said, "none will give so we must take."

Mrs. Gormsby fainted. " By Gad, sir," said Sir Bravo. " Yes, I'll have your place," said a

marcher. . Men in mufflers sat down; stout ladies

and gentlemen stood up. "More turkey, General," demanded a

man from the Colonel. " Water instead of this sickly wine," said

another to Miss Bunty. Reluctantly she waddled away.

" Hurry up," shouted the man, and banged furiously on the table.

The Rev. Oswald woke up I).ere. What a scare, but what was the knocking?

A servant informed him. "Says he's col­lecting for the Hunger Marchers, sir. Says

they want to-morrow. sir?"

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a hot Christmas dinner Shall I tell him to go away

"No, no no. Give him this," and the R:ev. Oswald Gormsby peeled off a five pound note. FRANK BESWICK.

Tim

T IM felt depressed . . If Christmas at home had lately lost much of its old school-time glamour, at least there had

been jollity and one had felt one belonged. Now that his first job had landed him in solitary digs two hundred miles from any friend or even relation, he was annoyed to find his firm resolves of common-sense yielding and loneliness coming dovm over him .. like one of the December palls charac­teristic of this beastly city.

He had promised himself a conc;ert at the Queen's Hall · on Christmas Eve, but now that it was tinie to join the queue, he felt he would not enjoy it. He wandered through the mellow streets of Marylebone, letting, the cars slow down for him as he crossed the road instead of bounding out of the way as was usual with him.

Then his ear caught the sound of a piano and a clear soprano voice. They were issu­ing through a ground-floor window ·whose curtains were undrawn. Glancing in, he saw a warmly-lighted room, a girl standin~ beside a large piano on which a young mar. was playing, and an old lady sitting in from. of the fire, apparently roasting chestnuts.

Tim halted. He could not place the song,1

but it brought unaccountably to his mind an old porcelain bowl filled with jasmine. It came to an end, and the three figures turned and exchanged inaudible remarks; their smiles had a_ peculiarly whimsical -quality in common. The girl ran over to the . window as if to draw the curtains, but . ·seeing Tim as with a start he · recollected himself · and turned away, she paused, then walked over to the :fireplace leaving the window exposed.

A lunatic impulse seized Tim. He stepped up to the door and knocked. the girl appeared in a moment. Astonished, Tim heard himself say,

" I'm alone in London. May I come in and listen to you?"

The briefest of pauses1 and she answered, "Why, yes. It is Christmas Eve, isn't

it?" She hung.up his grubby mack and led him into the warm room.

"Mother, this is St. Nicholas in disguise. This is Mother. And this is Gerry, we're twins."

"Daff said you were coming; she always knows when something is go:ing to happen," said Gerry.

" Something happens every Christmas,"' remarked the old lady. "Have a chestnut."

Three hours later Tim walkedi out of the house into a wet, silent mist. He had listened to Daff singing and to Gerry playing, and when they had finished he . had gone un­bidden to the piano and played as he-a hopeless amateur-had never played before, had never dreamed of playing. Daff had said: "We like having guests who come from nowhere and play to us like that. Will you comeJ often?" And they had all looked at him with that whimsical twinkle.

Now, striding through the streets . and bounding in front of belated motor-vars, he came gradually to himself. London was one big voice of friends. " Merry Christ­mas?" he said aloud. "Why, so it is."

T. W.MooRE . [The -foregoing three contributions are those · adjudged

the winning entries in our Christmas competition. . We have pleasure in ·presenting the prizes to M. B.

Hudson, Mr. Frank ·Beswick, and Mr. T. · W. Moore in that or1er.-'-ED.]

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Armistice Day-A Soliloquy "ROSES are Blooming in Picardy." How

feeling! y the Guards' Band interprets the song to · the huge multitude

gathered about the Cenotaph. As the spring sunshine moves the seeds to life, so the re­frain stirs my memory, slowly recalling those days, twenty years ago. The ele·venth stroke of Big Ben reverberates, and dies away. There is a slight rustling-then silence. I close my eyes. We are trudging alongside the La Bassee canal. It has been raining, and the moon shows up dimly the battered walls, and shell-pitted road. ·

How strangely silent everything seems. We are not singing, although we used to on the march at home. Intermittently, we see flashes of red and hear the far-away boom of guns. The reflection on the water reminds me of blood.

We are in the trenches. Mostly rats, water, -and graves of soldiers. Harding is saying: "It would be funny if a ' whizz-bang ' came over now." As if in answer one does, blowing away my equipment and part of his uniform. We run, but there are more of us who do no( aird will never run again. Poor old Harding! He has .just left us, in the line near Rockling­court, where a shell has burst in the traverse, breaking almost every bone in his body. I cannot look on him as he dies, but they tell me he suffered no pain.

Givenchy, and our bombing raid in the snow . . No thrill for me as we creep over, muffled in armour, and carrying a dozen bombs; the " suicide club " they call us. . I gaze down at the dying German whom one of my .born bs has struck, and I think of his mother. Three nights in succession I dream of him, and pray to be forgiven. Easter morri-1ng ... We are waiting behind Vimy Ridge for the signaLto go over. Willis comes and grasps my hand. I ask him why he is crying. " My wife and children will never see me again," he sobs. . I give him my issue of rum, and tell him it will be all right.

Dear old Willis! He is lying rigid and still

by the edge of the ridge with his four com­panions, when we are relieved, his · face turned towards a peaceful and starry sky.

Ypres, and the Menin Road. Desolation and death. As we wind our way towards tile front line trench, we wade through stagnant pools, bodies, burning tanks, broken stret­chers, and cries of agony.

Here is the remains of a wood-just a few stumps in the earth. One at a time we inust dash through, as enemy artillery is concen­trating on this spot. I draw a quick breath. then run like a madman. I cannot help it. for I am trembling with fear and horror. Our company cook follows, and is nearly through. when crrmmp!-they get him. We rush in and drag him through · to a concrete " pill­box," and as he stretches out a nearly life­less hand for a cigarette he manages to gasp: " Tell 'em how I died"; a favourite saying of his cin big occasions.

This hospital is heavenly. "Was I shout­ing, Nurse? I'm sorry." A letter! It's from old Bill Coe, my wonderful pal with a per­manent smile.

Hopes I am still alive as it leaves him, but without the fingers of his right hand. They're lying about somewhere around Paeschendale.

Good old Bill! They didn't get your smile, anyway.

Boom! Instinctively I duck. Why are those people staring strangely at me? I put my hand to my head. · My face is wet with tears. Those people placing :flowers there so quietly-they have no tears. As I move away I see two young men smiling. They do not understand-and I am glad. It is better so.

* * * Back again. at Morley. Here is peace,

friendliness , and understanding. At its head is a woman .. I am beginning to wonder if it would not · be a better world if the nations were guided by women. Certainly, . there would be no War. Perhaps that wiH come

ROBT. CUTLER.

Peace-At Any Price

SEA TED at a table in the canteen at Morley are two men, With bis bead bent over a newspaper is the Agitator-a long,

lean, under-paid, over-worked· City clerk, whose opinions are as unorthodox as his dic­tion is dogmatic, Opposite him is the Paci­fist, a middle-aged bank clerk.

The Pacifist helps himself to some dusty , ·sugar which adorns the table. "What's the latest from: Spain?" .

The Agitator looks up. " Oh; I don't know. The dirty Fascists appear to be ad­vancing all along the line. What wouldn't I give to be out there with a bayonet; I'd give the swine something to get on with." · " Yes, that is the sort of thing lots of young men are saying to-day, but if you.had fought in the last war I don't think you would be quite so keen on the bayonet stuff."

" I seem to .have heard that before, and it's the same old tripe, of course."

"May I be allowed to ask why it is all tripe?'.'.

"Because," retorts the Agitator, with de­vastating logic," you don't know what you're talking about." · ·

" Fortunately I do, unfortunately you don't, but I have hopes that you will learn better some day. I do not want to be unduly optimistic~ but did yoJI notice in the news­papers some time back that the Oxford Union passed a resolution which, so far as I ·can remember, was worded, 'Under no cir­cumstances will the members of this. Union fight for" their King and country.' It's a beginning, anyway.".

"You appear to have quite a lot to learn," the Agitator replies. "That's the sort of thing you do at Oxford, but it only lasts about two ·or three years; then you return to your Times and your comfortable middle-class homes. For a year or two you sow your wild oats, which means that you grow your hair long, become a Socialist or a Pacifist, wear a red tie, and talk Marxism or League of Nations jargon. Personally, I'm sick to death of this

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PROGRESS: Middle Ages-20th (;entury.

peace business-what does it all means,. anyway?"

"It means, young m<1,n, that the great bulk of the people of this country want peace, not the bayonet stuff you talk so glibly about."

"I'm not quite so sure that they do, and. even if they do they are not very vocal about it. My admittedly limited experience of life tells me that the ordinary man in the street is not the least bit interes.ted in peace or poli­tics, or, for that matter, in any other topic of fundamental importance. All he wants is to be left alone, in peace if you like, with his smug respectability, his miserable two, three, or four pounds per week. I know; I have not worked with City clerks all these years with­out learning a little about their outlook onlife. So long as they can earn sufficient to pay the rent of' Chez Nous' and keep up an appear­ance of respectability, that, together with their Daily Mail and their weekly cinema, is all they desire. So far as I can see, their whole ambition in life is to be 'respectable.' How­ever, I seem to have wandered from the.point a little. Peace, I suppose, is your supreme ideal?"

" It is, and a very good one too, but what has that to do with this City clerk, man~in­the-street business? "

· "Everything in the world . My point is that the great bulk of the people of this country

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don't give a damn for peac~; or anything else for thatjmatter~all they are concerned about is living their · own smug fespectable lives. True, the,re _is a great deal of talk about peace; we have peace talks, peace discussions and peace conferences, in fact people like you are always talking about it, but why the devil don't you do something for peace?"

"A little bayonet drill, for instance?" queries the Pacifist with heavy sarcasm.

"Precisely. If you pacifists were prepared to fighHor that peace which you are always talking about, you might be a jolly sight nearer its attainment."

"We are near its attainment." "Having regard to the present state of

Europe, I really don't know how you can make that statement. Just take a look round, and see what a bloody mess everything's in­and why? All because of your talk, talk, talk, sometime-never peace policy. While you have been talking, Hitler and Mussolini · have built up armies, navies and air forces."

" That is not our fault," the Pacifist replies. " There is nothing wrong with the Covenant of the League of Nations, and British post­War policy has always aimed at collective security."

"I quite agree with you, there is nothing wrong with the Covenant of the League-all that is missing is the pacifist with enough guts to apply it. Your precious peace policy, so­called, is at the bottom of all our present-day troubles. Ever since the Treaty, British and French foreign policy has been spreading the seeds of discontent and unrest in Europe, and paving the way for people like Hitler and his thugs: The Governments of both England and France are continually protesting that they want peace, but we find, in the last analysis, that they are not prepared to fight for it. They could have cowed Mussolini; united action on their part might have saved the lives of many thousands of Abyssinians. Collaboration with America would have pre­vented the invasion and annexation of Manchuria.

"England and France together could have

exerted enough pressure, financial,. economic and political, to have saved Spain for democ­racy, and her people from all the horrors of civil war. All this if only your weak-kneed pacifists and Socialists had . had sufficient moral courage to demand the application of the Covenant. But no, you are pacifists, ot Socialists; your party or your country believes in democracy, peace and the League of Nations, but is not prepared to risk these precious institutions for the protection of heathen Chinese or Christian Abyssinians. Your idealism goes only so far as talking, and as for fighting for your ideals-never."

The Agitator gathers together his books and newspaper, and delivers his parting shot. '' However, have no fear, my friend, peace you shall find-such everlasting peace as only the bayonet and mustard-gas can give you. Good-night." C. L. POCOCK. ----------

MUSIC NOTES Since the Carol Concert was instituted by Mr. Foster

a few years ago, · it has become one of the most popular events in the Morley Calendar-popular not only with the more musical section of the College, for the packed hall on these occasions bears its own testimony. The spirit of peace and good will, of jollity and friendliness which permeates all Christmas music, seems to be in particular evidence at Morley Carol Concerts. Here, too, the audience and performers are more at one than is possible on more formal occasions. They are united not only by the all-pervading spirit of Christmas but also by the fact that the invisible barrier is on this occasion broken down and the audience can join in the singing of the carols. That they do so with such gusto and with so little press­ing on the part of the conductor always se;ems to point to the fact that there is much hidden vocal talent among a Morley audience that would be more than welcome in the choir.

All of which leads to the statement that Sunday, Decem­ber 20, is the date of the Carol Concert. For the sake of new students, it might also be added that entrance is free and students may bring outside friends.

This year's programme includes, besides several ·tradi­tional carols jn which the audience can join, snme . beauti­fol lesser known ·ones. Among these is a Basque Carol, " O Thou Lovely Night," and a recently published New Year Carol by Joan Western, a member of the choir. This is an unaccompanied setting of traditional words for women's voices, and listeners will agree, we think, on hear­ing this simple. and beautiful little work, that we could do with more like it from Mrs. Western's pen.

Besides the carols, there will be a short Bach Cantata for choir and full orchestra, as well as a couple of purely orchestral items.

Make a note of the date , Sunday, December 20.-L. R.

THE MORLEY MAGAZINE IN MINIATURE

Vol. XXX (Love to all) APRIL 1st·

THE international ~ituation still gives ?se to the gravest anxiety. The recent action of the Swiss Navy in bombarding the

Sahara desert may have serious repercussions. Fortunately Timbuctoo is quiet at the

moment, but it is generally expected that a conflagration may follow the shelling of Peeze.

* * * Affairs at home are gloomy, too. Last

Tuesday it rained, on Sunday the gas went out suddenly, to-night we had to wait twenty minutes for a bus, and our wretched coffee got stone cold while we were reading a ten­thousand-word article about nothing in par­ticular, confound it!

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WJtat do you think of the College? of this Magazine? How's the weather round your way? Is Aunt Maria's rheumatism better?

Write and tell us about everything: we won't read a line of it. Swear-words must be written on both sides of the paper_ only.

THE EDITOR.

Students' Jobs-1,001

Company Promoting.

This is a very risky business-especially for the people who supply the capital.

Last year I floated a company, A. Ltd., to work the salt-mines of Iceland. As Managing­Director I received £5,000.

Then I floated a second company, B. Ltd., to purchase the assets of A. Ltd.

By December I had worked through the alphabet to M. Ltd., which I floated to pur­chase the assets of L. Ltd.

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My salaries for the year totalled £65,000, but all my work went for nothing. Not one of the companies declared a dividend.

Yes, it is a very risky business. HONEST HORATIO.

Princ:ipal's Notes. These are unavoidably held over. In case

you don't know, the golden rule for parodists is:-

Never muck about with the BIBLE, the POPE'S ENCYCLICAL, UNCAGED LIONS, or the PRINCIP AL'S NOTES.

Leaves. Oh, the lovely autumn, when the rich red­

brown leaves flutter down; never, alas. to flutter up again.

Oh, the joy of feeling a crisp, crackling carpet of leaves beneath one's feet!

Leaves, once so bright and green and full of life! Leaves, now so sere and yellow!

Oh, verdant leaves. Oh, golden leaves! Why, oh why each autumn do you have to fall so low?

[We don't know, do you? Something lo do· with the force of gravity, probably. In our garden leaves fall all the year round-from the _common teapot.-Eo.]

Thr wnll'r s1111pp,•d rili11hi11g •111 1/111 article.

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Portrait of the Ediror.

This Month's Short Story. UNIQUE,

By An:ls Handerson. Once upon a time there was a College for

worlcing men and women that never issued an appeal for funds.

The End.

CLUB NOTES. Many different clubs may be found at Morley: thirteen

in all. Of these, the ace is generally considered best; though

the humble deuce can be quite. useful in trumping. *· * * *

Cricketers are urgently needed for the hockey club. Intending new m.embers should have a good working knowledge of nursery cannons, abundance in spades and the off-side rnle.

Good bowlers are also needed. You should see the old things some of. 'em wear.

* * * * A cross-Channel swim (to France and back before

breakfast) is being arranged by the Swimming Club. This event will be open to women members only. .

Training will be conducted under the personal direction of the Editor of the Morley Magazine.

High-diving practices are held weekly at the Surrey Canal, .tbe Turpentine and from· the dome of St. Paul's Cathedral.

The Old Guys' Club is open . to air students and tutors of 55 years' standing or sitting;

A competition for centenarians is being . arranged. Watch this page for details.-B. YoUNG (Hon. Sec.)

DAMFUNNY ARTICLE. A collapsible chair. LEW P.

Book .this Date! GRAND SOCIAL,

Thursnesday, February 30th. Webster's Famous Gramophone Band.

2s. 6d. single, 4s. return. (PAY ME).

FREE SOUP

ALL-ATTENTION FUND. We have yet to receive the following

donations:-

Linendraper Bob Scottie Four Coppers Widow Now write your cheque!

Letter to the Editor.

£ s . . d. 1 11¾ 1 0

6 4

R. D .

· Sir,-On page 801, col. 46, line 90, after word 3 of your Juvember issue, there should have been no comma. The comma js super­fluous, redundant, and should obviously not be there. P. E. DANTIC.

[Don't take it too much to heart, old boy. We had that odd comma left, and didn't like to hold it ovel'. Besides, a, few, superfluous, conu11as, look," artistic.-En.]

Library Notes; All the best books will be found in the

Library; also some modern fiction. Recent addi6ons include:-

" Gentle Dictators of Europe," by· B. Lackshertt.

., Pig-smoking in Denmark," (Bacon). •• The Collected Letters of William Margrie "

(100 vols.). "Wild Birds of North Lambeth," by Don

Juan. ·PHILIP LEWER.

This Month's Short Story.

"Where Y ez From ? u

By NORMAN MITCHELL.

THE town is grey and sombre, yet looking bedraggled in the rain blowing down off the mountains

behind. The cobbles in the main road-. way through the town gleam here and there in the glare of a still-lighted shop-front. Up the street, ·towards the Old Jail with its walls scarred from the '98, stands the O'Byrne .statue ringed with-light by .an ·overhead standard.

Into this pdol of light 1here come two figures, one a priest, the other a labourer.

"Good-night to you, Thomas Coghlan." " Good~night, your rivirence." · And they pass on, the priest up · the ·hm

.and out of the town, and the labourer on into the town. He strolls aimlessly and in­•consequently along until he reaches the market-square. It's a triangle, but they call it a sqt}are. Here Coghlan stops iri front of a large grocery stores. This particular grocery is also the town bar, for, as elsewhere in Ire­land, the bacon-slicer.rubs shoulders with the beer-engine, and the strings of golden Spanish ·onions hanging from the ceiling flirt with the mugs hooked on the wall. Licensing hours in .Ireland are the same as grocery hours, 9 a.m. to 9.30 p.m., except for bona-fide travellers. So at this time o' night, James Doyle's, so it says on the shop-front, has gone to bed, to judge by the dark and padlocked shop.

But that's all you know what. Coghlan knows better than that. He looks round to

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see if the . guard is in sight, then turns and raps on the side-door. Almost immediately the door is opened. ·

'' Where yez from? " " Och, I'm bona fide, misther." No more words. Coghlan follows Doyle

the grocer into the pas~age, and the door is shut. Inside there is a flicker .of gas hidden from the street · by thick wooden shutters across the shop windows.

. Coghlan is not the first man here. Already there are . four or five labourers, sprawling around on benches with their mugs of stout. As Coghlan enters the bar, the· others greet him with a sally of laughter.

"Where yez from, Tom.my boy? " "Let you sit down now, you'll be tired

walking all the way from the end of the street."

I don't know what a traveller would want in a grocer's shop, but Jimmy Doyle appears to know, for he asks no questions; but just fetches a pint of stout. Perhaps the ·weary

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traveller has called before at Doyle's. Indeed, this is likely, for Coghlan bangs down the right money on the beer-ringed table. But then, a good traveller knows the prices of everything, everywhere.

Before Coghlan has time to taste his stout, there is another rat-tat-tat on the side-door. Out goes Jimmy Doyle.

" Where yez from? " "I have walked all the way from Dublin,

misther, and I thought mebbe I might have .a wee dhrap of whisky to help me an the way."

In comes the gentleman, followed by his faithful whippet. The grocer looks at the dog with a wee twinkle in his eye. , ·

"That's a dandy dog to be walking all the \_1/ay from Dublin, and he not looking the worse for it."

This remark from the grocer causes a fresh gust of laughter from the stupified men. Not one of them could say his own name confidently.

Having served the newcomer, Jimmy Doyle takes the cash he has received into the shop. Suddenly he stumbles and curses.

"What the divil are you doing down there?"

There are several grunts, and one snort. A bottle fall~ over with a ringing sound that sounds like a shriek in that heavy, confined room.

Doyle gropes down in the dark and finds the bottle, and then shouts into the ear of tlie man on the floor, just recovering from · a drunken sleep:

"Do you want the Garda in on me? Isn't it hard enough for a man to earn a living without you come losing my licence for me? It's so tired you are, you must have walked all the way from Kildare, or would it be you've flown from your cousin's the other side of the water? " ·

By this tinie; the man has managed to re­gain his feet by hauling himself up with the

aid of the bacon-counter. He stumbles into the inner bar, followed by Doyle, who keeps. one hand on his shoulder. In the other he brings with him the empty whisky bottle.

As he reaches the bar, he finds _Coghlan baiting the whippet with a biscuit which he slides along the top of the bar-counter.

"Come on now, there's a good dawg." Doyle starts forward, but ·he is too late.

There is a horrible crash, and about twenty glasses have been smashed on the floor ..

The dog must have hurt his foot, for he yelps and limps to the front door. . "Aye, and that dog has more sense than

all the 1ot of yez," shouts Doyle. "Come ·. along, all of yez. I'm shutting for to-night."·

He speaks in a tone which admits of no dis­pute, even from drunken men, for they filter through the doorway, one bumping against another. As the last falls through, Doyle shuts the door quickly, and goes back into the shop. He lifts the peephcile cover in the doorway, and watches anxiously as the little crowd slowly takes its way home.

Then he goes out again, undoes the door. looks out at the quiet, empty street for two minutes, then shuts the door. He goes into the bar and stares at the pile of broken glass on the floor.

"Christ, what a life! "

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A YOUNG MORLEY MOVEMENT. The 0 .M.A. bad better look to its lau rels. A rivar.

with all the advantages of youth on its side, is in the field. ·

The first attack will be launched on Saturday afternoon, December 12, at 3.30 o'clock precisely-with or without the previous sanction of the S.E.C. ! Up, the rebels !

But perhaps we had better explain. Christmas is perhaps first and foremost a kiddies' festival. Then why not a Christmas Party for junior Morleyites-or, more correctly, Morleyites' Juniors? Aged from one week ta, twelve years! Note the day and time. Saturday, Decem­ber 12, at 3.30.

Now, you proud parents, grand-great · · and great (squared) grandparents, bring along your precious progeny. No adul t admitted unaccompanied by a child.

To assist viith organisation, will p .p.s please notify the secretary of their intention to be present, stating number and sex of youngsters.

The party will break up at 5.30 or thereabouts.

'' Barnet's

BARNET'S principal folly is that he never appears upon the stage at all, and

. this unwisdom seems to me to affect Jan Stewer's play as seriously as the other Folly prejudiced Mark Lannacott's for­tunes. So, it may be as well to inquire into this. strange omission a little, before pro­ceeding to a discussion of the Dramatic Society's production.

"Barnet's Folly" tells the story of a crisis in the fortunes of the Lannacotts, a crisis brought about by a rash business transac­tion between Mark Lannacott and an un­scrupulous neighbour, Daniel Barnet. But although this deal is over by the time the, curtain rises, the situation continues to de­velop and to evoke more infamy from Barnet through almost three whole acts. On this main theme there are embroidered two romances artd a study in rancid Puritan­ism. To follow out the plot in detail would entail a wearisome description which, I think, it would be wiser to omit.

But even from this incomplete account it should be plain that the non-appearance of a character so central as Dan Barnet is a tech­nical defect of prime importance.

By way of instance, why, instead of ar­ranging a third act climax in.which Barnet at last arrives, offering to purchase the derelict factory, only to be unmasked by his son who has meanwhile Discovered All, and hastened after to prevent the fraudulent bargain, why, I say, the author chose instead to substitute the ineffectual business with the letters, I cannot understand.

Defects .in dialogue were also evident. A speech by Hannah in the Second Act seemed to conclude with the ugly word " unstomach­able." I found a great deal of the conversa­tion unstomachable.

But perhaps you are thinking that the play is rich in character and largely justifies itself on that score? I cannot entirely agree. The absence of personality in either of the juv­enile leads is fatal, and it is greatly to the

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Folly" credit of Norah Sturger and Douglas Mount­Stephens that we were not bored with these young people.

Mrs. Burridge and Hannah Mudge with better material and the expert services of Joan Spicer and .Patricia Dadford became convincing and amusing characters. · · Miss Spicer's Third Act and Miss Dadford's Second were the best performances of the evening.

· From less experienced members of the cast came two performances of unusual merit. Miss Ranger, surviving a First Act in which she was not called upon to utter. played Hetty's scene with her father.. with great effect, while her brother Sam was ren­dered with such genuine sincerity by George Mole that we were positively indignant when -in the feverish activity of Providence cus­tomary in Third Acts of melodrama-he was unaccountably left to suffer.

Their father, played by Norman Mitchell, looked every inch a farmer but was less cer­tain in his treatment of the character.

Leonard Taylor, as Mark Lannacott~ skirted improbabilities and difficulties of dia­logue with discretion and his quiet manner succeeded-with the sympathetic assistance of Mrs. Lannacott (Ellen Sterling)-in attract­ing our support. I suggest, however, that the production should have given us an earlier indication of Mark's importance. _Mr. Taylor's scene at the close of the Second Act was extremely good. ,,...

The popular favourite was indubitably the foreman George, in the person of Arthur Baxter, who was funny without sacrificing the character. I thought Mr. Baxter might have used an occasional low tone effectively, and his response to cues in the First Act should certainly have been quicker, but on the whole it was a first-rate performance.

The settings showed evidence of much labour, and Val Hands and Norman Mitchell are to be congratulated on the thoroughness of the stage-management. Roy WALKER.

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Communists and Democracy.

SPAiN is in the news. A spate of articles has been written; mass meetings have be-en held. There has been editorial corn­

merit in om; magazine, and a meeting in the College addressed by a member of the Com­munist Party, where floods of sentiment were loosed, particularly by comrades of the Left. The Communists have appeared in a new role-defenders of parliamentary democracy.

What are the facts of the Spanish civil war? At the .Ge.neral Election a government of Liberals and Radicals gained office, with the -support of Socialists and Communists, on a minority vote. The ·actual figures are:-Lef t received 4,356,000 votes carrying 270

seats in Cortes. Centre- received 340,000 votes, carrying 60

seats. Right received 4,570,000 votes, carrying 140

. seats. . The majority in seats of the Popular Front is accounted for by the involved electoral system.

For some time before the rebellion broke out the government proved unequal to the task of keeping law and order, and of safe­guarding life. Factories were seized and no effectual action was taken. -This conduct was explained away by the Communist speaker at the meeting in the plea that the revolution­aries were merely anticipating the legislation that would be passed, When have Liberals ,or Radicals advocated such action?

The outrages . committed against life and property culminated in the murder of Sefior 'CalvO' Sotelo, who was dragged from his borne by shock police and done to death. 'Civil war resulted. Having made it impos­sible by their spoiling tactics for the Popular Front Government to function, the Anar­·chists ·and Communists took up the defence of parliamentary democracy, and Sefior Largo Caballero became widely known as

the President of the National Soviet of Spain. Inconsistent? Yes! but not surprising when

we remember the recent volte-face of the Communists. For years they denounced what is admittedly one of the worst features of capitalism, piece-work. Then Stakhanov gave birth to a new "ism" and was lauded by Moscow. Stakhanovism and piece-work are synonymous. A British workman would give Mr. Stakhanov a well deserved kick in the pants. But one must not digress in this direction or volumes would be written. ·

What has happened in Spain may happen in France, where a Radical Government de­pends oh Communist support. The tactics of the Communists here are much the same as those of their comrades in Spain. Stay-in strikes are organised and acts of violence committed. The following letter, published in the Parisian review, Candide, of October 8, is illuminating:-M . the President of the Republic,

About 10 p .m. on Sept. 10th my husabnd was assailed in the Rue Sosisons by a patrol. of Marxists.. He was taken to a works where a stay-in strike: Vras in progress and brought before a tribunal. There, already streaming with blood, he was questioned, ·whipped, and held prisoner. On the decision of this tribunal my husband was taken to another factory and brought before a " Court martial ' for furU1er questioning. . . . . He was again savagely treated and reduced to a bloody corpse, having been stripped and beaten . So that he could not recognise hi, assajlants, he. was blinded. It is doubtful whethe-r he will live. CLOTILDE FoRMISYN.

Five men who were arrested by the local police for this foul crime were released by order of the government. Such were the terms dictated by the extremists for the evacuation of the factory.

Should a continuance of these crimes result in a rising of the French people against the government, perhaps we · shall again be treated to the ludicrous spectacle of the Com­munists taking up the defence of democracy. Meanwhile M. Thorez, their le~der, hur1s verbal brickbats at the head of M : Blum.

FRED COLLINGWOOD.

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Principal's Notes Opening of the Extension by Queen Mary.

Her Majesty Queen Mary has most graci­ously consented to open the Morley College Extension some time in February. Queen Mar/s interest in the College has been shown before by her visit to see the mural decoration some five years ago and by her contribution to our extension fund.

At the end of October the Trustees of the Pilgrim Trust agreed to make a grant of £1 ,000 to the extension fund. This brings us to within £1,100 of the sum required, and we much hope that our friends both within and without the College will see that the re­mainder is soon in our hands.

We are still hoping to be able to occupy the new premises at the beginning of next term, and the change over of the library will certainly take place during the Christmas holidays. It is possible, however, that, much to our regret, the delays in building, due largely to the Government's rearmament programme which has priority in the delivery of steel, etc., will mean that the classrooms will not actually be ready for occupation untit~fter the first few weeks of the term. New Lectures and Classes.

Two new courses of public lectures will be held during the Easter term. The Tuesday

evening course. beginning on January 19, is on " England at Work," and distinguished leaders of industry will be dealing with the organisation of the particular industry with \\'.hich they are concerned. On Thursdays, beginning January 21, Mr. Nevill Whall will be repeating his course of " Highways and Byways Abroad," which proved so popular last year.

Other courses include: "Everyday Art­The English House" (Fridays, beginning Jan-­uary 8), by Miss Clarice Moffat, who will trace the development of domestic architec-­ture, decoration and equipment. "Stage Cos tume and Lighting " (Thursdays, beginning January 7), by Miss M. Haig, specially plan-­ned for all those interested in actual play production . . " The People of Great Britain" (Fridays, beginning January 8), by Mr. M.A. Abrams, PH.D., dealing with population,. standards of living, family incomes, earnings, social conditions, industry and production,. foreign trade, occupations, unemployment, . etc. "The Jews " (Mondays, beginnning January 4) by Maurice Pearlman, who will give a brief outline of the social history of the Jews from earliest times to the present day, and discuss the nature of the " Jewish. Problem."

1936

Where may I rest my head and sleep awhile, I am so weary of this lonely life. Where may I find a face that wears a smile, And is not troubled by the countries' strife. Where .may I find the peace for which I crave, Free from the thoughts of war and death and hate. Where may I find the hope that love might save This world from war, before it is too late. If all were quite contented, free from cares, And no more thoughts of hatred filled their mind. If only peace and happiness were theirs, And everyone was loving and was kind. Then, and then only life would be a game, And we should then be kings in all but flame.- !. H.

Me and My Uncl,e William

·1 'VE seldom seen my Uncle William so broody. Someone had sent him a copy of Mr. Hitler's latest Speech. I'm surpris~d

you should read such things Uncle William I said, knowing as you do how they get them wrong. ·non't talk foolish Albert he said, .this is the authorised version. Well what about it, Uncle William I asked. Why Albert . he said, thousands heard that oration with the naked ear, millions heard it over the .radio, millions more had read it, and yet there are people who can say there's no such thing as Talking Mongoose. I don't follow you Uncle William, I said. Of course you don't Albert he said, because I'm talking Sense, but you'd follow me all right if I was .talking Mongoose. You'd follow me to the death Albert. Is Mongoose a language 'then Uncle · William I asked. It is, he said, and it's a language in which ·what is isn't and what was wasn't :and what will won't be, and black's. white . and twice two never makes four. What ,does twice two make in Mongoose then Uncle ;Nilliam, I asked. Twice two makes anything you like Albert, he said. It makes the square root of Pancake Tuesday. Come ·come Uncle William I said, that's a bit steep. Of course it's steep Albert be said, otherwise why does one rush down it. If ·you can't feel its truth at once, Albert, it ,only shows what you are and you'll soon find what's coming to you. I do see it Uncle ·wmiam I said, I can sort of feel it in my blood. Of course you can Albert he said, and so can I. All the Mongeese that ever moulted are in that oration Albert he said. One Mongoose after another . an strung together on a string. Balls and balls and balls of string. But what is this language Uncle Wflliam I asked, and why is it called Mongoose. It's caJled Mongoose Albert, he said, because it's the language of quack. I've known of quacks that could work wonders

·uncle William I said. Of, course you have

Albert he said, and so have I. And it's wonders I'm talking about. In· Mongoose you can multiply a pair of jackboots by the blue moon and divided by a gaggle of brownshirts and add a bunghole of dead bogies and take away the number you first thought of, and you get the same answer every time. Wha:t answer Uncle William l asked. Heil Hitler he said, and every time you get that answer the populace goes mad with joy. You sound envious Uncle William I said. Not envious Albert he said, only mortified, for I used to think you could move the multitude with Sense and now I see it needs Mongoose. Can anyone learn to talk in Mongoose, Uncle William I asked. Lots talk it Albert he said, as for instance our Ozzy with his Swazzy, but few can orate it. What's a Swazzy Uncle I s_aid. It's a pet. name for Swastika he said. And what's that Unde William I asked. It's a design got from the pattern of Hero's. wheel Albert he said that blows out hot air and steam at its nozzles and that makes it whirl round and round and that's called in Mongoose " think­ing with your blood." But Uncle William why shouldn't we think with our blood instead of with our brains I asked. Think with whatever part of your anatomy you like Albert he said, except with your bottom. Why not with my bottom Uncle William I asked. Because, he said, someone might begin to think with his boot

YOUNG ALBERT.

!'Reproduced by kii1d permis'sion of the Editor of The New Statesn1an and Nation .-Eo.J --------------

LOCKERS A few of the lockers in the gymnasium and the cloak­

rooms have not been re-booked this session, although still in use by _last year's subscribers. Will the guilty parties please take steps to remedy the omission immediately?

During· the Christmas · vacation all lockers not accounted for will be opened, and considered available for re-letting to. other students awaiting accommodation.

The charge for locker hire is' ls. per session, payable · to the caretaker in advance.

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'Europe Between Wars INSIDE EUROPE. - By John Gunther.

Diplomats of the old school- long ago .and far away- possessed genius and un­scrupulousness. The new diplomats possess unscrupulousness to a fine degree. And after reading Mr. Gunther's five hundred pages of European political chicanery (up to January, 1936) with a record of infamy that would have made Signor Machiavelli bog­gle, one realises the bitter truth of the dictum, that "peoples get the rulers they deserve."

Mr. Gunther, I believe, is · an American journalist of repute; and his style bears thi.s out- for he never wastes a word. Every page of " Inside Europe " and practically every line has the atmosphere of the head­line, the slick caption, and the adroit sub­title.

Let me hasten to add, however, that this admirable book is not sensational journalese - far the reverse.

To read through this labyrinth of poli­tical sophistry, the rise of the dictators, righf and left; thrown up by the economic chaos; the hatreds; the sadistic terror of the govern, ing minority; the ever existent tension, is to be vividly reminded of the cynjc who de­scribed his present friends as his potential enemies and vice versa.

It is also significant to note that such a comprehepsive resume of international affairs, but a few weeks after publication, begins to" date." True, Mr. Gunther makes some striking commentories on Mussolini's campaign in Abyssinia, but writing in De­cember last year, even the shrewd American journalist never dreamed of Abyssinia's sen.­sational early collapse and the present horror in Spain.

Mainly, the book is psychological. It analyses the men who now dominate

The author was,in Vienna -at the time of the Dollfuss assassination, ·and this chapter of the book reveals the:ruthlessnesSi of men Europe. The author begins with Hitler, and

finishes on a papegyrical note with Stalin. He frankly admits that much of the subject matter has been compiled from contempor­ary newspaper records-however the book is a succinct record dramatically portrayed. who stop at nothing to gain their ends.

Al Capone and Jack · Diamond are mere babes in GOmparison to these European "shirted" fanatics.

Mr. Gunther admits, however, that Doll­fuss ruthlessly had the workers shelled to pieces during his tenure of rule, and does not waste pity over the little man's sticky end. ·

Page 230 begins Mr. Gunther's grand " debunk;" of England, traditional, socio­logical, and political, with a special chapter reserved entirely for Mr. Baldwin.

The comments of the men of Whitehall in general, and Mr. MacDonald in particular, are really masterpieces of satire.

Viewed through American spectacles, the old world is a seething mass of nationalities ready at any moment to tear each other to pieces at the behest of dictators backed and financed by oligarchial mjnorities.

Shelley over a century ago wrote:-" For war is the statesmen's game,

The priests' delight, The lawyers' jest, The hired assassin's trade! "

and pessimistically it would be better to finish with that. . DAVID MARTIN. ------------The reproductions in this issue of paint-ings by Chirico and Gorbatoff are published by permission of the Soho Gallery Limited, who supply the charming post cards, calendars and pictures which are on sale in the College during this month.

STUDENTS' QUERIES Will anyone tell me the name of the Club that organ­

ised the dance on February 15 last? My friends and T had such a jolly evening that we should hate to miss it this season.-Miss Nomer.

The dance was run by the Photographic Society. Their next is on ·January 9, 1937.-ADVT.

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Letters to the Editor THOSE CLUB NOTES! -

Dear Mr. Editor,- You were amused enough to publish my letter last month about printing the important stuff, the Club N ates, in the smallest type you could find.

You show your appreciation by eliminat­ing the Notes altogether from the November issue. If that's your reply to my exhortation to " play the game," I shall in future refuse to take the fifth copy which the Sergeant presses on me.--:Y ours sincerely,

Club Member.

[You will observe we have found you some Club Notes for this issue.. We hope · you are sa tisfied.-En .]

PALESTINE. Dear Mr. Editor,-Regarding the article

on Palestine, I feel that your contributor, admittedly in a good position to judge, is unfair to the Jews. He mentions, in passing, that the Jews have caused an influx of capital. into Palestine·, which has been to the benefit of Jew and Arab alike. This point should, in all fairness, be more emphasised. The oniy development which is taking place there is by Jewish enterprise. The Arab population had done nothing to develop the country. Until the immigration of the Jews, Palestine was still practically in the Dark Ages.- Yours sincerely, R. M.

[The article in question was delibera tely provocative. We hoped it would get some of our studen ts on to their feet .--,En.J

ON MORLEYITES. Dear Sir;- Y our correspondent, Student

1118, states that many Morley students are not interested in fundamental social prob­lems. I would suggest that. the reason for this is not because they lack the intelligence to appreciate them, but because, -having learned something of the social sciences, and seen the utter chaos which is the world to . day, they have taken r,efuge in a kind · of cynical detachment. They are quite con-

scious of the gravity . o_f the situation, but feel . _their utter inability to do anything about it. They have, therefore, retired to. the heights to look down _in cynical amuse­ment on the futility of man's existence. It's as good an. attitude as any, these days.~ Yours . . sincerely, Student 164.

Dear Sir,- In reply to our would-be intel­lectual correspondent's (Student 1118) letter in last month's issue of the Magazine, in which he stated that a great many of the students come to the College for dancing, music, acting and gymnastics only, I would gently remind him that the three former are creative arts and should certainly stand on an equality with literature and s'cience and that the increased interest in the latter is building a much healthier nation.

I would refer him to Dr. Adler, who, in his book on the education of children, states. that: " gymnastics and dancing are expres­sions of attainment to physical s.ecurity and~ more especially by virtue of the sure control of our bodies, of a modicum ot mental security."

I would point out that a University Tu­torial class (which he lauds to the skies!) is merely a preparation of the mind for inten­sive study of specified subjects which may or may not lead to creative thinking, whilst dancing, musjc and acting are actually crea­tive in themselves, and, therefore, · are of more importance than mere book-learning. especially in a mechanically-minded age such as ours. Book-learning does not neces­sarily mean clear thinking.

Our correspondent also suggests that some students use Morely solely as a sociaI ceptre. If that incredible statement is true, I can only say that ·they have my profound sympathy, as I cannot imagine anything duller or more unfriendly than the · New and Old Students' Social which I attended at the beginning of this term.- Y ours faith-fully, · Margaret' Haggar:

LOST, STOLEN, OR STRA YEO. Dear Sir,- As a new student I spent some

time at a recent Morley i:onc~rt, examining with interest the keen alert fa~~ of my fellow visitors.

I was anxious. to see just what sort ol people frequented Morley. Now I know.

Carried away by the beautiful music, I foolishly left without my umbrella. Return­ing within two minutes I found it gone-for good.

Really, the frequenters of Morley are to be congratulated. In one respect they sur­pass the students of all the other evening institutes in London.

They are vastly quicker on the uptake.--Regretfully yours, W. E. Gobey.

[Sorry you got such a bad impression. We are will­ing to bet that your brolly is now reposing in the sub­terranean workshop of Mr. Dovey-waiting to be claimed.-Eo.]

OUR POLITICAL ViEWS. Dear Sir,- I have noted in the last couple

of issues of the Mag. i:i. deplorable .and defi­nite Left political bias.

We have constant gibes at democracy, dictators, Fascism and every political institu­tion except Socialism.: You . should realis-~ that every Morley student is not a Socialist,

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and give the other side of the question some consideration . ..:..... Yours, etc.,

G, T.

[You are just the fellow we complain about, G. T. If the Mag. is too " red " for you, why not try to readjust the balance by writing an article yourself. We are very la, gely in the hands of our contributors. We would be delighted to publish your views.-ED.]

OUR CHRISTMAS DRAW. Dear Mr. Editor.-The issue · of draw

tickets for the Extension Fund, printed without accompanying· counterfoils has created a certain amount of confusion­especially to those who are endeavouring to sell them.

Those of us employed with large firms who have got rid of several books of tickets will (assuming the lucky winner is an out­sider) have . difficulty in traci~g the fortu­nate one.

Other students are express,ing similar views on this matter and hope to see this omission of counterfoils rectified before next time.-Yours faithfully,

David Martin.

[The College Secretary points out that even if there were counterfoils outsiders' names could not appear on them. Our experience is that people who buy tickets are eager to see the result sheet, and the lucky one soon appears.-ED.]

AT THE STEEL WORKS. Out of the quiet I came, The slow, quiet peace, Into the drizzle of rain. lnto an atmosphere Heavy with the thundering Of vociferous machinery: Confusion, turmoil; A twisting of lines; Engines clanging, Shunting, breaking Into indescribable sounds That noisily pierce the grey darkness. I cam~ out of the quiet, The ,slow, quiet peace, Into the screeching of cranes. A clash, a bang-

An iron hand Caught up the shield that held Back that fierce furnace of heat, White hot and diabolically bubbling. Poured-out molten steel; Scum running over; Spark-laden air; Blinding lightness: Sweating men, monstrous With swift long Pincers, banging Lids on ingots. Out of the quiet I came, The long, slow quiet, , Into the glowing steel works.

!RENE SUTTON.

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Morley Honours and is Honoured JOHN HENRY MASON, D.I.

We are proud of the fact that Mr. John Henry Mason, D.l., was once a Morley College student and still is a member of the Old Morleyites' Association. He has been chosen by the Council of the Royal Society of Arts to be one of the first recipients of the new degree, "Designer for Industry"-" the equivalent hallmark in the sphere of Industry to the R.A. in the realm of Art." It is laid down in the Ordinance inst ituting this honour that tl1e number of holders at any one time should not exceed thirty. In the first instance it is limited to ten, of whom Mr. Mason is one.

A glance at bis career should be a valuable stimulant and encouragement to . present students.

In the '90s he became a student at Morley, his principal interests being Art and Languages. He was one of the first to receive the distinction of Asso<;iate . of Morley College, an award for assiduous work and sterling merit in· those day. In 1900 Miss Sheepshanks, then Vice­Principal, made a valuable connection _ for him with the late Sir Emery Walker and T. J . Cobden-Sanderson, of Doves Press. At this press he was privileged to work on some of the finest printing the world has seen . Through Sir Emery Walker he went to Weimar to help Count Kersler found the famous Cranach Press. He worked on the Vergil (Eclogues) al1d Hamlet-noble books that can be seen in the South Kensington Art Library. He trans­lated Vergil's Eclogues into English. He also wrote "Notes on Printing as an Industrial Art" for the British Institute of Industrial Art, who later made him a Fellow.

He left Doves Press to found the Printing Classes at the L .C.C. School of Arts and Crafts. These classes have an unrivalled record in the quality of work done and the personal records of the students.

ln 1929 he went blind with cataract. Fortunately an operation has .restored the si~ht of one eye . . !~ou~h .a brake has been applied to bis strenuous act1v1t1es, 1t 1s easier to stem Niagara than to stay bis well-directed labours.

We wish him many years of continued successes. W. RIVERS. ------------

STUDENTS' EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE'. At the last meeting of the executive committee, we

were requested to remind all students, in these columns, of the suggestion-box which adorns the wall at the foot of the main staircase, by the Common-room doors . The Committee would be glad · if this box were used more. It invites suggestions and criticisms · of everything concern­ing them, from the refreshment-room coffee_ to the extension opening ceremony.

The Committee decided that in future propaganda leaf­lets are to be restricted to one table in the Common-room. Any student may use this tab le a nd place thereon pamphlets or notices, it being clearly understoo<l that the College accepts no responsibi lity.

The vaca nt place in the independent membership on the Students' Representa tive Committee was , by ballot, fill ed by Mr. Philip Lewer.

Club Notes THE FILM CLUB.

An effort is being made to re-form Morley's Film Club. The Club was, up to about three years ago, quite active. The fact that the equipment in tlle hall was not wired for talkies, and the growing difficulty in getting good silent fi lms, were the reasons for its demise.

On October 24, however, a few enthusiasts got together and gave a programme in a class-room with a portabl~ talkie equipment. The project was, unfortunately, not " financial success. It was not, perhaps, very well adverti sed.

If an attendance of forty or fifty could be assured for a regular monthly performance, the Club could be put on a sound financial basis. · There are good films, some British and very many

foreign, which it is now impossible to see at a commercial cinema . We would suggest tliat Morleyites interested in the cinema approach Mr. Cottrell , the College Secretary, and if the necessary support is forthcoming a proper cluh organisation can be formed.

FOLK DANCE CLUB. We have just held our autumn week-end gathering.

This· time we took our people to High Leigh Conference House at Hoddesdon, and we got a nice feeling of satis­tion when we saw how well they enjoyed themselves. Inst ruction in Country, Morris and Sword dancing occu­pied the mornings and afternoons, and we had our usual parties in the evenings. Mr. Callender, of course, was well to the fore in his capacity. of 0 .C. Instruction, with Messrs. Ash and Capp taking a turn at -the wheel. Mrs. Callender and Mr. Terrington saw to the music, with Miss Mitcliell lending a willing hand (or should it be two hands?).

Several members of the Club Demonstration Team will be taking part in the Folk Dance Festival at the Albert Hall on J anuary 9, and we are reserving the usual blocks of sea ts for our members. ·

Folk Dancers .being quite-human, we like to dress . up on occasions, so on February · 4 we shall be putting on the boiled shirts or the "no-back and long skirts" and again taking Folk D ancing into London's West End. We shall eat and dance at Maison Lyons in Shaftesbury Avenue, and no doubt enjoy ourselves as much as we did the last time. Coming?-R . Ash (Asst. _Sec.) .

GENERAL DISCUSSION SOCIETY. An interesting meeting on Spain was held on Saturday,

October 31. It was opened by Mrs. Hubback, who intro­duced the speaker, Mrs. Isabel Brown, who came to tell us something of the conditions and recent events in Spain and of her experiences during her visit as a member of the Investigation Delegation sent to report on the working of the Non-intervention Pact.

A li vely discussion followed, arguments being rai sed about the figures quoted, the burning of churches, aud the bombing of the civilian population. Mrs. Brown reported, exactly as did' the author of "The Struggle in Spain" in the Ncivember number of this Magazine, that the churches had been used in many cases by the rebels with the ass istance of the clergy, that many genuine Catholics bitterly resented this, and that while inevitably, in a struggle sl,lch as is going on, excesses are committed, and not all on one side, the story of the wholesale slaughter of priests and nuns is untrue.

She also told us of the work being doire to help the

Gorbatof( Ama/fi I.

victims of the struggle by sending medical aid, and a collect1on was taken for this which realised 41 s.

By the time this Magazine appears the next meeting of the Society, a discussion on "Did Shakespeare Write his Plays?", to be opened by Mr. W. Kent, will have taken place. Particulars of our December activities will be found on the Society's notice board.-T. Ballard (Hon. Sec.).

MUSIC GROUP. Since last going to press we have visited the Wells to

see " Lohengrin," · finding here ample proof of both the genius of Wagner and the fickleness of Women.; we have had an evening's Bach, including two Brandenburs a French suite and some songs by one of our flourish1ng sopranos (is flourishing the right word?); we have had an excellent fiddle ·and piano recital from two of our Honorary Vice-Presidents , before quite our largest audience to date; we have tried Brahms' "Hunter's Song ' from the Marienlieder ,(it would be interesting to hear this sung sometime); and Schumann's piano. quintette surmounted even a sound-box with the death-rattle.

Some of us remained unimpressed by the impressionism of Debussy (one of our number was almost dropping off during "Jimbo's Lullaby"; whether he was actually over­come by the soothing qualities of the music or whether it was merely ennui we cannot say). Finally, we have had quite an interesting discussion on " Lowbrows, and What-is-to-be-done-about-it." Those who wished to leave the uninitiated to wallow in their spontaneity withheld a siege by the party which wanted intelligence thrust upon the masses, although the attackers outnumbered the defenders by nearly ten to one.

Now that we have a horn player, a clarinet player, and abou t ten pianists, we would welcome any work for such a combination of instruments, if there is any Morley com­poser with a flair for the extraordinary. We would ask him to keep the horn and clarinet parts at a level not higher. than ·· mod: dif.," the piano parts at " easy,"· and the time si$flature ;it nothing wor-se th.an 15/8.-C. G, A,

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FRENCH CLUB. Th.c features of the French Club are the monthly

socials at which members and their friends are entertained with songs and plays in the French language. In addi­tion , .club meetings are held in the College every Sunday evening, when community singing is indulged in and dis­cussions held on current and general interest topics. There .is also a discussion on Thursday evenings between 9.30 and 10.30, when lectures are delivered by advanced students and occasionally by lecturers in the College. There is also a Rambling Section and everybody is in­vited to get a breath of fresh ai.r with a jolly company, whether hesitant or fluent with their French ,

While the foregoing statement of objects and proceed­ings may seem formidable to beginners, they may be assured that if thiey join the club they will receive a hearty welcome and be made to feel quite at ease.

In case members of the College did not attend our Annual General Meeting, we hope they will take the opportunity of perusing the club's notice board for futu re events. Our subscription is the nominal one of l s. per session.

RAMBLING CLUB. H ere are the Club fixtures for December: -

Dec. 6.-Denham, Fulmer, Chalfont Park, West Hyde. Meet Marylebone, 10.15 a.m. C.D.T. 1/8. Guides, Dorrie and Ella.

Dec. 13.-Merstham, and the Kent and Surrey Borders. Meet London Bridge, 10 a.m. C.D.T. Merstham, 2 / 5. Guide, Mr. G. Mole.

Dec. 20.-Chain Gang Ramble. See notice board for details.

Dec. 27.-0pen. See notice board .

SPANISH CIRCLE. It seems to be the rule that language students assume

the habits of those whose language they study. It is to be expected, therefore, that students of Spanish would assume the · Spanish disregard for time. In this we are not disappointed. We · were beginning to wonder, how­ever, whether we should have an audience at our last social.

Fortunately we had quite a good audience, and we feel sure that they all enjoyed themselves and will come again . We promise to give them some more dramatics-of un­faithful wives, of jealous husbands and amorous in­truders. But there-do you know anything new ? If so, come and see us on November 21 at 7.30 p.m. We promise you an enjoyable evening.-E. J. Bishop, Hon . Sec.

FOOTBALL FIXTURES. A Team.

Dec. 5 (Home).-S. George's Dec. 12 (Away).-'-R.A.S.C. Dec. 19 (Home).-Celanese.

B. Team. Dec. 5 (Away).-Hov1s. Dec. 12 (Home).-Barrovians. Dec. 19 (Awily).-Polytechnic.

The Secretary, Mr. W. Speed, 21 , Herbert Road, S.W.9. will be ~lad to !war from new players wishin~ to jQin,

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PHOTOGRAPHIC SOCIETY. The Society reopened in September and has been very

well supported a.t all the meetings, but there is still plenty of room for new members (we do not limit ourselves to sitting on chairs), and we shall welcome all new faces.

.People may think we are cranks, peering through view­finders and dabbling in darkrooms, but one can never tell by looks, so come and join the Society and know· us as we really are.

We have some very enjoyable · evenings. Our socials are realJy sociable, with games, competitions, etc. (and prizes), and our instructional evenings are always made palatable by wit and humour. We believe in that old­fashioned custom of giving the medicine with a liberal helping of jam.

Forthcoming Events. Dec. 12.-Elementary lantern slide competition and print

competition for all classes. The subject is to be "Architecture." This meeting will combine a social evening with the competitions.

Jan. 9, 1937.-CARNlVAL DANCE.

GERMAN CLUB. The new session of the club opened with a social on

October 24. The star turn of the evening was undoubtedly the audience, which, as far as the singing of the Volk­slieder and Schlager is concerned, was 0-Kay for sound. A charming little address of welcome by our President, Miss Baatsch, was followed by a fanfare of trumpets by "Drei Bettelmusikanten." Their breath-taking perform­ance was particularly appreciated·, though most of the audience was agreed that the vocal part of the entertain­ment would have sounded better if the performers had gone (out of ear-shot) and sucked a Zube.

After an interval for saying " Mahlzeit ! " " Gu ten Appetit ! " etc., the rest of the evening · was devoted to dancing, queuing-up to pay subs., and other flippancies. The c91nmittee would like to take this opportunity .to thank the large number of newcomers for the valued sup­port and sincerely hopes they will all come again.

The next item of interest will be the Club Christmas Party on December 12. Tickets are available from your Class Secretary or members of the Committee, and should be obtained in advance to save disappointment. The charge of l s. 6d. will include refreshments, games, danc­ing, prizes, etc., also an opportunity to join (vocally) in the ceremonial lighting of Christmas Tree.

CRICKET CLUB. Though th.is is the weather for baked chestnuts and

;;amphorated oil, we expect our members are already looking forward to May 1. Some are kidding themselves they're still young enough to wallow in the mud on Satur­day afternoons for Morley A's or B's-we admire their pluck. However, it grieves us to hear. that others, fortun­ately very few, have gone all pansy and play badminton­it'll probably take them to the end of May to settle down to a man's game. While we sympathise with our married members who are probably spending the week­ends painting interiors and cleanfog windows, we know that they at least will be fighting fit when May comes round. Who's May?

Jimmy Dibb has kindly consented to relieve Speedy, who is now Football Sec., of the job of distributing the Pool tickets. So please give hjm all the support you can, or else we'll be playing with · copper-sticl.s !llld · paper balls nel\t sea~on,

Some members maintain that they increased their .batting averages by .0 1 by winter practice. H you are interested, get together. By the way, where are those averages?

We're sorry Ben Palmer and Joe Fisher didn't provide ·us with a couple of opening bats, but hearty congratula­tions all the same.

The General Meeting on Friday, November 13, was as usual well attended in spite of the ominous date.

FENCING CLUB. The addition of more men, coupled ·with .the fact that

the ladies are still pulling their weight (which, by the way, is considerable for so small a force) has at last put the Fencing Club on the map: I am pleased to say that we are now running a men's team as well as the usual ladies' and that we have been affiliated to the Amateur Fencing Association. This enables us to enter any of the major fencing competitions at a reduced fee.

I would also like to take this opportunity of thanking Miss Barrett for the very helpful service that she rendered in tl1e past as Club Secretary.

Any Morley students who are anxious to gain informa­tion about the Club, do not hesitate tb ask the Club Secre­tary or any of the Club members. We are only too willing to help.-N. 0 . Wall (Hon. Sec.).

OLD MORLEYITES' ASSOCIATION. On Saturday, October 17, our tenth Annual General

Meeting was held in Room 6. Over 80 members attended. Major Chettle presided. After the reading of minutes and presentation of Secretary and Treasurer's report, the election of Officers and Committee was pro­ceeded with. No fresh nominations being made, on a show of hands Major Chettle was re-elected unanimously as President; Lady Black, Mrs. Anstruther and Miss M. Sheepshanks as Vice-Presidents; Mr. W. Rivers, Secre­tary; and Miss J. Wathen as Treasurer- this office being established, by rule amendment. Of the Committee, the four male members (there being no other nom/nations) were elected by show of hands. There were three addi­tional nominations for the lady members, making six foe four vacancies. Ballot was therefore taken, Mr. W. David­son and Mr. P. Eyre acting as scrutineers. Final con­stitution of Committee: Messrs. J. Boomer, E. J. Crow, A. Green, P. Eyre; Miss L. Linforth, Miss M. Pain, Mrs. Rivers and Miss M. Walter.

In the name of ·the 0.M.A. the Secretary then presented to the College a ·set of six chairs. Ma.jor Chettle, accept­ing · on belwlf- of the College, expressed his delight in the fact ·that each year, since its foundation, the O.M.A. had made a generous contribution to· the comforts of · the College.

A hearty welcome was then given to our "Guest of the Evening," Mr. Fred Munro, who, four decades ago, was the chairman and inspiration of our students' socials. Cordial greeting was also given to Mrs. J. Pitman, an Old Morleyite, who " had come all the way from Australia to see us," and to Mrs. Snelling.

Reminiscences in his quondam vigorous and humorous style, were give~ by Mr. Munro. Mr. Will I?avidson stimulated our risibility with jocular tales, whilst Mr. A. Ball with violin, and Miss Pain and Miss Mills in duet mi~rored the past in music. The evening terminated with dancing and " Auld Lang Syne." Sixty members sat to tea which preceded the meetini,-W, Rivers (Hon. sec.),

SOUTH LONDON (M.C.) ORCHESTRA MILITARY &ANO SECTION

Will give a

MILITARY BAND CONCERT ON

SUNDAY DECEMBER 6th. 1936 AT EIGHT P.M.

1 The Band I!> compost>d entirely of Unemployed Professional M"s:clam,,

Admission Free.

Saturday. December 19th. t 936

XMAS P.ARTY

SIX p.m. till Midntght.

TICKETS 2/6 On Sale from December b t ,

Get yours to"night to avo id disappointment

Collection.

Sunday,

December 20th, 1936

: CAROL : CONCERT

EIGHT P.M.

Admlss1on Free. Silver Collection.

Be Jate at your ovm risk J

You have been warned !

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MORLEY MAGAZINE

JANUARY. 1937

THE MAGAZINE OF MORLEY COLLEGE, WESTMINSTER BRIDGE ROAD.

LONDON, S.E.I

EVENTS OF THE MONTH JANUARY

Beginning at 8 p.m. except where otherwise stated

Saturday Jan. 9 : DANCE 2 /-I Photographic S0c1ecy,

Saturday .. 16 : NEW YEAR PARTY (Old Morleyltes' Assoc,ationl

NEW YEAR FROLIC (Folk Dane;_ ,..1ub)

Tuesday .. 19 . Lecture . COTTON 1 / -(S,• T. D BARLOW BE )

Thursday .. 21 : Lecture: SWITZERLAND 1 / -(" Hodltu ).

Saturday .. 23 DANCE 1/6 (Tennis Club)

Tuesday .. 26 : Lecture: IRON & STEEL 1 ,_ (0 W ROSKILL).

Thursday . 28 : Lecture : TIROL 1 / -< Ho l,tei')

Saturday .. 30: ORCHES iRAL CONCERT Silver (qlfectio,i)

THE MORLEY MAGAZINE The Monthly Magazine of Morley College,

Westminster Bridge Road, S.E.1

Vol. 22 JANUARY, 1937 No. 4

This Year of Grace. Another New Year is before us. We our­

selves, with our usual rather sour scepticism, are not very jubilant. We would like to be able to print a few words of sincere good cheer for 1937. The fact js that we are of a rather morbid nature. Our readers will probably have come to the same conclusion before this dismal confession was wrung from our own lips.

Nobody can be entirely indifferent to such a date as January 1. It provokes an end to the old and a beginning of the new in every sphere of activity. lt gives us the opportunity to break from our far from perfect past, and challenges us to order our lives anew.

Which brings us to a consideration of why we should take the trouble to be thrifty, hard-working and less self-indulgent. while there is quite a fair chance of being em­broiled in a bloody war before we are much older. Therefore eat, drink and be merry, for to-morrow --?

At this point we are gently reminded that we have been saying things like that for years: that nothing has happened really. and that the world still goes merrily on, much as usual. It is pointed out that we are merely grabbing at an excuse for our own indolence, Jack of effort, and self-indulgence

which is probably true.

We Extend- Our Congratulations. We now have our Extension completed.

Wi:- haw had a good look round, and we arc

sure the architect, the builders and the College authorities will be deli!.!hted to hear that ·it meets w"ith our wholehearted approval. The layout and design are really excelJent, and we have no single criticism we can possibly make yet!

We hope some day to have the pleasure .of seeing the old half of the College demolished and rebuilt to the same design as our new wing. If the original ground­space had been used for such a design an extension would have been unnecessary.

Peace or War? We have received many letters from

students on the subject. We print in this issue an articlei by a student who is a pure pacifist, and we admire his sincerity. We must question the applicability of his principles in these times, but jt is a point of view. We also publish a report of the Morley Peace Group.

The day when an institution Like Morley could plead a detachment from politics is gone. This subject has been very seriously debated at recent Council and Students' Executive Committee meetings. It was alleged that Morley was debarred under its charter from taking an active political part.

Even if this were so, and that is very doubtful, it would only prove that the Morley Charter. like the American Con­stitution, was out of elate. and inapplicable to-clay.

How can we, these days, keep apart rrom

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politics? It is we younger people who will pay the price of the conflagration.

You yourself, gentle reader, unless lhe world re:overs its sanity, will within a very short _while be sweating and toiling behind a machine-gun; committing crimes which your reasons and your conscience would abhor, were not those human attributes anresthetized by the propaganda of your leaders. You will q~ite probably die- with your lungs full of poison-gas. You will, no doubt, be assured that your able manipulation of a machine-gun has earned you a passport to the Hall of Fame and the Kingdom of Heaven. If, however, you have any doubts o~ the b_ona fides of your padre as a mouth­piece of God, you will derive little comfort from that.

Holiday Number. The February issue of the Mag. will be

a Holiday Number. If that sounds rather a silly lLme to talk about holidays, please ex­cuse us.

The March issue, which is usually of that character, will be devoted to the Extension Opening.

We will be glad to receive by January 12 accounts of interesting or amusing holidays. We want at least one mountain climber, one hiker, one sailor, one camper and one motor­cyclist; and one spokesman for every Euro­pean country including the U.S.S.R.

THE EDITOR.

RAMBLING CLUB. Here are the Club arrangements for January. We hope

to have a good number out each Sunday. Jan. 3.-Epsom, Headley, Boxhill, Leatherhead. Meel

Waterloo, 10 a .m. C.D.T. Epsom, I /9. Guide, Mr. A. Ward.

Jan. 10.-Ramble in lea[y Bucks with a kilt. Meet Paddington Station, 9.45 a.m. (See Notice Board for fare, etc.) Guide, Donald Ross.

Jan . 17.-Scrambling wit~ 2 / 4 Ted. Meet London Bridge, 9.40 a.m. (See Notice Board for fare, etc.) Guide, Mr. E. Cross.

Jnn. 24.- Hens Ramble (full particulars on No ti..:c lloard). Guides, Stella aml Marjorie.

Jnn. 3 1.- H~mel Hemsteatl , l vinghoe Beacon. Meet Eu, ton Booking Hall . 9.45 a.m. Special T icket, 2/-. Guit.1,e, Mr. Gerry Walsh.

Principar s Notes The Extension.

It is rare indeed that buildings are finished to time, and thus it is with great regret that we now learn for certain that we shall not be able to occupy the new wing for a month. Feb!uary 1 js the date fixed for taking pos­session. It 1s some comfort that even if the class-_ro?ms cannot be used, the library is n~w m its new home. We hope that students will approve of the design of the equipment.

New Classes and Lectures. These were referred to in detail in the last

issue, but I would like to call attention aoain to the course of Public Lectures on "Enol~md at Work " which begin on Tuesday, Ja;uary 19. We in London know little of the main features of industrial En2:land. Here is an o-pportunity of learning about them at first band from those who are actually concerned with the running of great industries. I hope you wm tell your friends about these lectures and come yourselves provided, of course, that . you have not a class on Tuesday evenmgs. E. M. H.

ANNUAL CHRISTMAS DRAW. The following is the result of the Annual Christmas

Draw, made at the College on Saturday, December 12 :­lst Prize: Ticket No. KN 26

2nd Prize: Ticket No. NW 3 1 3rd Prize: Ticket No. JW 55 4th Prize : Ticket No. SJ 45

Consolation Prizes go to the following numbers: -

VW 60 RV 22 SU 8 JR 'i AV 9 IV 28 VN 17 EZ 43 WU 31 BG 2 XF 35 PN 32

SL 60 DK 36 NZ 24 AV IJ CE 2 EV 43 RR 15 DQ 10 CV 45 AI 'iO SZ 13 U D 45 lR 19 UG I I DP 13 AF ~~ LE J CO 9 EP 3 OJ 29

CM 36 KO 28 SN 54 GD 35 AC 60 CO 2i DQ 1 MX 35 DP JO JG 12 FZ 9 WQ 6 ro 3 I BK ~ I OJ 17 VB I g

RR 53 OH 23

Di, t1ibutor, will oblige the organi...:rs ir they "ill u,lvc1-tisc the above re,ult anti a,k the: holder, of winning ti.:keis to communicate with the College Sc..:n:t,11 y '" ,oon "1'

po»ibk.-Geo. Courell (Secrelary).

3 Students' Jobs-IV.

How the World Looks to Me By an Industrial Assurance Clerk

''G OOO morning, sir" (or madam, as the case may be). You say thi~ brightly at half-past nine in the

morning, and at half-past four you are still chirping, although for the hundredth time that day. And we Like it. Honestly we do. It's humap. It's not like turning the handle of a calculating machine all day. Or kicking one's legs in a, mechanised chorus all night. It gives you an outlook.

Only the other day an old lady camef in, put her bag on the counter, and beamed at the grille . . . " Makes you look like a caged animal," she said.

But instead of shutting you in, the grille lets you out. It is a sort of window on the world. When you've been at our counte1 a few years you realise how much colour there is in poor people's lives, and there is a story in everybody if you only take the trouble to see it.

* * * What strikes me first about the callers?

Well, the different ways they treat you. Some of them almost apologise for calling: others breeze in and brazenly demand information that is nothing to do with insurance at all.

Some are abominably nervous and others bounce in as if they owned the place - and half a dozen streets as well.

The most annoying are the immaculate gentlemen who enter majestically, demanding that you tell Mr. So-and-So that " Mr. Brown is here." You have to say quickly," Oh, yes; Mr. Brown of Harpenden?" They nearly all fall for that one.

I suppose when you invent a person with the same name they think they have a heaven-sent opportunity of pinching another man's interview.

* * * Of the more legitimate callers I should say

the majority are claimants. They vary from

day labourers to bank managers. Some of them are convinced, even before they set foot inside the door, that they are going Lo be" done " and are very gratified when they get the amount they expected (and usually a bit extra by way of bonus).

Claimants from the poorer classes gener­ally arrive with escorts. Male relations are usual , but we often get their sisters, their cousins, and their aunts (and all together!) . Often one has the impression that the insur­ance money js the only thjng between thell' and the workhouse.

* * * Needless to say we often get very enter­

taining inquiries. One lady raised a tumult for fifteen minutes because the agent had said something about the" endowments" on her death policy. She was sure we were trying to trap her into paying more money. Actually the word was "endorsements."

The conditions of the contracts are reason­able enough and do not usually cause much comment.

I know of one queer inquiry. however. It is usual for policies to become void auto­matically if the life assured commits suicide (or is executed) within one year from entry. One office, however, used to stipulate five years. A client who was unaware of this variation and paid annually went there one ,day to pay his first renewal, and jokjngly remarked," I suppose I can go and commit suicide now? " and pretended to be very dis­appointed when the rule was explained to him. On the fifth occasion he came in, put his money down and said, " Well, it's quite a ll right now, I suppose?"

And two minutes after he had gone a policeman came in to know who it was had just rushed out of the office and fallen under a bus.

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Callers fall jnto classes almost too numer­ous to mention. Periodically, women come in and endeavour to surrender policies they have " found Jyjng about at home." Not in­frequently they tum out to be their land­ladies' policjes and the would-be claimants beat a hasty and confused retreat. Strangers come in to ask their way and some claim­ants, as we pay them, ask how to get to another Society's headquarters.

Inquiry agents visit us occasionally and amateur detectives looking for lost relatives are quite common. T hey are seldom straightforward jn their methods and are

o ften annoyed when we remind them that we do not divulge any information about our policy holders without their express permission.

* * * I have a good deal of general record work

and correspondence to get through as well as attending to all these callers. And my pay? Well, I'm just under thirty and I've still got some way to go before I catch up to your other contributors in this series- any of them! M. E. GoBEY.

IRepr i11led by k ind per111i.Hio11 of the Editor of the Ncw~­Chroniclc. i 11 ll'hose c(l/1011m this nrticle fir .If nppenred.J

Alone

W E both sit silent in the scrubby little room. She is playing Patience­shuffi.ing, shuffling, shuffling- till

I think the "chff-chff" of the cards will drive me mad. Then she deals them, moves them senselessly about, and shuffles again. For twenty minutes she shuffles, reading a book the while. She says never a word.

I read the " Spectator." Some things in it a re very difficult to follow, but here is one that is easy and beautiful-I ask if she has read it. She does not answer. Her mind is on the cards.

I read on and soon I laugh softly to my­self; that piece I must read to her. I read it and she says " Aha," tonelessly as Scottish people do. " Aha" ; it means nothing. She does not look up, nor does she laugh. She onJy says " Aha." Tonelessly. Yet jokes in the "Spectator " must be good jokes, I should think.

She never laughs. Night after night she is playing Patience, shuffling, dealing, moving, collecting. It fa like some sinister, silent devil's game.

The cards are her company. My God, bow lonely she must be! More so, perhaps, than I? She is so withdrawn and so silent. She does not mjss our mother as much as I do. Yet who can tell?

It is not three months since Mother died.

She would have laughed. How she would have laughed. She was good company.

Even the cats would have blinked a re­sponse, but the cats, too, are dead; the big tabby and little Felix with the red bit of tongue. They were good company too.

Time was when they thought me only a visitor here. When I came home, they would turn their heads as they sat side by side be­fore the fire. Languidly indifferent, they would turn their heads and look at me coldly, saying, " You come to our house again?" But afterwards they accepted me as part of the place, and would blink a friendly answer when I spoke to them.

In truth, now I must be an old maid. fc,r I love cats, ·and knitting, and the fireside. Yet I love dancing, too, and fun and jokes. Perhaps I am human still, after all.

We shall sell up the home, now that our mother is dead. The light went out of life when Mother died.

She, the other old maid , divides this from that, makes lists of this and lists of that, and labels everything. 1 think that she will drive me mad with her lists and her labels, her activity and fuss.

There is no companionship here now. Well , I have my memories and she has her cards. T have my tears and she never laughs.

ANONYMOUS.

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Scrap-Book for 1936

J ANUARY 1, 1936. Europe in a state of political chaos. Italy in the midst of

her campaign to civilise the Abyssinians. Half-hearted sanctions in force against her.

Uruguay breaks off diplomatic relations with the U.S.S.R., which does not seem to cause anybody much trouble.

The Spanish Republic having a difficult time keeping opposing factions in the Cortes quiet. The Madrid daily EI Sol this day:-

" By the fault of all of us, we Spaniard~ are losing everything that was common ground . . . as well as hopes for the toler­ance of each other that was the dearest dream jn the dawn of the Republic." The Cortes dissolved a few days later.

Herr Hitler reviews the previous year's progress: -

., On glancing at the unrest and disorder of the outside world, our country appreci­ates the blessing of a stable regime, and the advantages of peace guaranteed thereby."

Herr Gocbbcls excels himself:-"Germany is like a tranquil and placid island of in tcrnal and external peace."

Roosevelt:- " Nations seeking satisfaction for grievances have impatiently reverted to the old law of the sword." Two days later th~ Supreme Court declare his agricultural '' New Deal" unconstitutional. Thus, as The Times puts it, " confusion made its masterpiece."

The month progresses . .. a threatened coal strike averted . . . great gales in Eng­land cost many lives ... interminable con­ferences and committees on oil sanctions a!!ainst Italy. Death of Kipling, Imperialist: Saklatvala, Communist M.P. . .. King Georne V is seriously ill on the 18th .. passe; away on the 21st.

F EBRUARY- The war drags on in A bys· ; inia. Ethiopians claim the "greatest

victory of the war" at Tembien. M. Blum violently assa ulted in a Paris

street by members of the "Camelots du Roi." wh ich movement was suppressed.

February 16, day of the General Election, passes off quietly in Spain . . . results show a great swing to the Left. The Spanish Government resigns on the 20th, and Seiior Azana forms a new Cabinet.

The Japanese Prime Minister Okada re­ported shot in a military coup in Tokyo on the 27th. Not until March 2nd do the true facts, and the Prime Minister, emerge from hiding. The Abyssinians are, by the end of the month, in full flight.

M ARCH.-Oil sanctions against Italy still being debated . . . Mussolini

threatens p.ot to play ball if they are applied. Considerable unrest in Spain. . . . The

9th. sees an anti-Fascist general strike, and some bloodshed.

Saturday, March 7. Hitler denounces the Treaty of Locarno . . . troops march into the Rhineland ... subsequently holds an election to reaffirm the confidence of Ger­many in his policy. . . . At Munich:- "My offer of 25 years' peace is the greatest ges­ture a European statesman can make."

Incidents at home . . . death of Beatty . . . efforts of the F.A. to stop pool betting . . . Oswald Mosley's freely-interrupted, ejection-strewn meeting at the Albert Hall.

Un ited States' record vote of funds for the Army seems to The Times to indicate a policy of" heavily-armed neutrality."

Results of the Reichstag election give Hitler nearly a 100 per cent. vote; 542,898 heroes are not for "The Party list and there­with for the Fuhr.er."

APRIL - Marshal Badoglio claims enorm­ous victories: " 7 ,OOO dead Abyssinians

left on the field of battle." Reports that the Emperor has fled from Addis Ababa denied. Mussolini remarks: "Italy's aims can be achieved only by the total annihila­tion of tl1e Abyssinian military formations.,.

Spain . . . the President, Zamora, de­prived of his office by a Socialist vote of cen­sure . . . The 18th, a general strike in Madrid to protest against "Fascist provoca-

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tion " ... Fascists disbanded, and the -strike called off.

Beginning of the protracted civil strife in Palestine apparent . . . " Incidents " cccur every day.

The Japanese Ambassador in Moscow and the Russian Commissioner fon Defence agree . . . "There are no questions between us that cannot be settled by peaceful means."

M A Y- Events in Ethiopia come to a head. The fall of Addis Ababa re­

ported as "inevitable" ... on the 2nd the Emperor flees, leaving his capital to the tender mercies of his people . . . an orgy of looting, rioting, arson, pillage and shooting . . . Italians enter on the 6th ... 1,500 persons arrested in Addis Ababa, summarily tried, and those sentenced to death shot in batches of 40 or 50.

Our Government very much embarrassed by the leakage of Budget secrets . . . tribu­nal appointed which holds daily sittings ... J. H. Thomas resigns his office as Colonial Secretary before the findings are announced.

The results of the second ballot on the 5th. assme the French Front Populaire of a working majority . . . General financial chaos caused by the wave of "stay-in" strikes (surely the most effective working-class weapon yet devised) which occur eveu be­fore Blum comes into office. Co,operation between Blum and the French banks check this incipient financial panic.

A new Spanish GovernmeQt formed by Seiior Quiroga, and Sefior Azana elected President.

Palestine still in a ferment . . . Arab general strike shows no sign of collapsing.

The Rexists, Belgium's Fascists, win 21 seats in the elections.

JUNE 3rd, the findings of the Budget Leakage tribunal . . . " unauthorised dis­

closure of information by J. H. Thomas to Alfred Bates and Sir Alfred Butt" . . . Two politicians make tearful farewe11 speeches in the House on the 12th.

Loon Blum takes office as Premier of

France ... programme embraces 40-hour week, paid holidays, political amnesty, nationalisation of war industries, reform of the Bank of France, public works; 300,000 men and women involved in stay-in strikes in France, 20,000 in Paris alone on one day.

Policy of sanctions against. Italy dropped . . . Marshal Badoglio given the glorious title of Duke of Addis Ababa. (Surely II Duce was pulling somebody's leg!) The Ethiopian Emperor goes to Geneva . . . Mussolini's envoy refuses to play ball again, and walks out.

Roosevelt pays his war-heroes their £380,000,000 in government bonds, which are quite cheap to print .

Herr Goebbels at Stuttgart on the 30th ... "Germany has taken precautions on the principle that the League is good, but air squadrons and army corps still better."

JULY. . . by no, means a peaceful month. Mus!,iolini announces that Italy will con­

tinue her "sacred mission'~ in Ethiopia . ... The Abyssinians continue their most embar­rassing attendance at Geneva .. . The brightest event there, however, is the action of Herr Greiser, Danzig's Nazi representative, in "cocking a snoop" at the Assembly. The Times reports: "The gesture was presumably impulsive and personal, but aptly illustrates the Nazi attitude towards the League."

The country was electrified by an "at­tempted assassination " of the King on the 17th. . . It was, it transpired, no such thing, but a revolver was thrown.

On the 14th Senor Sotelo, outstanding political figure of the Right in Spain mur­dered . . . On the 18th a "military revolt'· in Morocco reported . . . This is the signal for risings in all the chief towns of Spain. Spanish Cabinet resigns . . . new ministry under Sen.or Giral. . . By the 21st the ris­ings in Madrid and Barcelona have been crushed . . . heavy fighting in many are:1s between military organisations and loyal troops helped by hastily conscripted workers' militias ... The Government claims that

the " back of the revolt bas been broken." . . . Spanish Morocco completely held by the rebels. The end of the month . . . :rebels claim that " the fall of Madrid is im­minent." Barce:;lona under proletarian ruie, and public services being run by the workers . .. Industries necessary in the public interest taken over by the Government in Madrid.

AUGUST- Olympic Games opened by Herr Hitler on the 3rd ... appalling mine

disaster at the Wharncliffe Woodmoor pit, in which 58 miners are killed.

Britain and France come to a speedy agre~ment on the question of non-interven­tion in Spain . . . Italy promises " moral neutrality " ... German Charge d 'Affaires in London:- " Germany bas not sent, and will not send, war material to Spain"; 9,000 Moorish troops brought over by Gen­eral Franco on the 7th ... Atrocities by Government troops in Barcelona and Cata­lonia receive much publicity ... mass ex­ecution of 1,200 Government supporters at Badajoz on the 17th rather less advertised . . . on the 25th, Germany officially bans export of arms to Spain. . . The same day Hitler extends the period of compulsory military training from one year to two years.

The 20th- Trial in Moscow of Zinovieff, Kame,neff and fourteen fellow defendants en charges of plotting to murder Stalin . . . -principal prisoners sentenced to death, and e xecuted on the 25th.

SEPTEMBER- The war in Spain con · · tinues with unabated ferocity . .. San 'Sebastian, Irun a.nd Toledo fall to the rebels . . . non-intervention strn being debated, but decisions deferred in the hope that any day the rebels will score a pronounced vic-1ory, and have the Government troops " op the run."

More troops sent to Palestine. Aeroplanes a re front-page copy almost throughout the month. Mrs. Markham and the Americans Richman and Merrrn fly the Atlantic . . .

Scott and Guthrie win the London-Johannes-

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burg race ... new altitude record made by an R.A.F. officer.

More free fights at Mosley demonstration . .. General Matexas becomes Greek dictator.

OCTOBER 4th ... riots in the East End provoked by Mosley's Blackshirts.

Considerable bloodshed apd much disorder. I 0,000 police mustered to " keep order." On the same day similar trouble in Paris, wbe11 members of the Fascist organisation try to interrupt a vast Communist demonstration.

The Heimwehr dissolved in Austria and Starhemberg takes a back seat.

The Swinton-Nuffield storm breaks ... Hitler sends Herr Ribbentrop to London

as Ambassador . .. The newcomer drops a first-rate brick on arrival, with some gratu­itous advice on " the danger of Commun­ism " . . . Newspapers rather suggest that his advice is not needed, and that it is not his business anyway.

Italy and Germany give official recogni­tion to Italy's Abyssinian " Empire."

EVERY newspaper on November 14th and 15th "splashes " the fall of Madrid.

but has to revise the news ... weeks later Madrid still in Government bands, though artillery and aerial bombardments are plentiful.

Germany and Japan sign a pact of mutual assistance against the U.S.S.R. and Com­munism . . . Germany and Italy both re­cognise the Spanish rebel Junta ... pleas from the Government of Spain for discus­s.ion of their plight at Geneva are shelved.

Thus we come towards the end of the year, and to events which are fresh in the memory . . . rising to a climax of which we are first permitted to read on Thursday, December 3rd, and which closed on Decem­ber 10th with the abdication of the King.

* * Surely a momentous year .. . a troubl

our, restless year. Fascism calls the tune .... Democracy pays the piper. So we go for-ward to 1937- to what? H. E. H.

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Pacifism Has Worked!

THE trend of world events has made peace and war the foremost topic of the day. Most people do not want another

war, yet they accept without question the line of action most likely to produce war­the piling up of armaments.

Doubtless they are assisted to this com­placency by the specious plea of defence, ever the stock-in-trade justification of the defenders of huge armaments.

Some months ago, while in quest of other probable signatories for Dick Sheppard's un­equivocal pledge:-! renounce war and never again will I support

or sanction another I encountered many man who hated war, did not want to fight, but declined to sign be­cause they believed that pacifism would not work.

What would become of Britain without arms and soldiers to defend her shores? Had pacifism ever been tried on a large scale? What was the use of wasting time talking about impracticable theories?

These are a few of the many questions l had flung at me. I can answer them best by telling an authentic story from history.

* * * Admiral Sir William Penn had lent money

tn King Charles, which the Crown found it­self unable to repay.

After the Admiral's death, his son suc­cessfully petitioned for a grant of land in the New World, "three degrees northwards of Maryland," in lieu of this debt of £16,000.

Charles named the province of Pennsyl­vania in honour of the late Admiral, and there in 1682 William Penn founded a Quaker colony, franµng its constitution in accordance with his ideals of freedom, equity and peace. He called the new ven­ture " the Holy Experiment."

He believed passionately that he and his followers must act as Christians in their intercourse with their fellow men; their own

peacefulness would protect them adequately. All arms and gunpowder were therefore

banned. Not even for "self-defence " must anybody carry weapons.

Naturally, Penn was looked upon as an unpractical fool and a hopeless visionary.

One of the agents of James (then Duke of York) resignedly asked:

" What are we to expect from noodles who will have nothing to do with gun­powder, and who say that guns were in­vented to kill hawks and wolves, not men?

" What can they promise themselves in settling among the fierce and bloodthirsty savages of North America, but to be toma­hawked and scalped, every man, woman and child of them? "

Charles II himself told Penn even more bluntly: " You will soon be in the Indians' war kettle."

Criticism of present-day pacifists savours of the same deplorable lack of imagination.

Penn paid no heed to the grim prophesie~ of his critics. He met the Indians at, Shack­amaxon on the Delaware River, where to­day stands a suburb of Penn's "City ot Brotherly Love "-Philadelphia.

In a speech which had to be translated to them, Penn remarked that he looked upon them as brothers. He intended always to treat them fairly. Hi~ desire was to live in peace and friendship.

It was not the custom of himself and his followers to use hostile weapons against fel­low creatures-so they had come unarmed.

Replying picturesquely and at some length the Indians pledged themselves to kindness and good neighbourhood. The Indians and the English, they said, must live in love as long as the sun and moon should endure.

How was this compact, entered into with a primitive people, kept?

William Chalkley, a contemporary Quaker ship-master, klept a journal. Let him· speak:

'· ... I heard but of two or three of our Friends being killed, whose destruction was very remarkable, as I was informed . . . the men used to go to their Jabour without any weapons, and trusted to the Almighty, and depended on His provjsion to protect them (it being their principle not to use weapons of war to offend others or to; defend them­selves).

" But a spirit of distrust taking place in their minds, they took weapons of war to defend themselves; and the Indians who had seen them several times without them and Jet them alone, saying they were peaceable people and hurt nobody, therefore they would not hurt them, and now, seeing them to have guns and supposing they designed to kill the Indians they therefore shot the men dead."

There would seem to be a moral here for those who think they will get peace by preparing for war.

Over a considerable period of years, dur, ing the whole time the Quakers held sway in Pennsylvania, in fact, no unarmed Quaker was ever attacked by a redskin.

Jonathan Dymond, an early nineteenth century Exeter linen draper, has left some vivid word-pictures of the experiment at work:

" They would," he declares, " neither re­t ire to garrisons nor provide themselves with arms. They remained openJy in the country . . . . They still pursued their occupations in their homes or in the fields without a weapon either for annoyance or defence.

"They lived in security and quiet. The habitation which to his armed neighbour was the scene of murder and the scalping­kn ife, was to the unarmed Quaker a place -0f safety and peace."

This is how the " barbarous nations" and ~' swages" (King Charles' words) reacted to Penn's peaceful experiment. How would the world behave jf Great Britain now fol­lowed his example?

These were the people Charles had given Penn permission " to make war upon and

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pursue ... to vanquish and take, and be­ing taken, put to death."

This warlike policy, incidentally, had re­sulted in disaster for white and redskip. alike in the outbursts of racial ferocity of 1675-seven years before the Quakers tried out their pacifist faith.

* * * Clearly it can be done; it has worked. But Penn only succeeded as a practical

pacifist because he got his fundamentals right. He always gave people a square deal.

Thus, although he had bought the land from Charles II by wiping out the debt of £16,000, he re-bought it from the Indians by making them presents in kind of such things as they valued as precious.

The lesson of this is plain. We can ensure permanent peace only by working for a condition of things that gives everybody a square deal- by striving, in short, for a World Co-operative Commonwealth.

We, too, must get our fundamentals right. ABSOLUTIST.

An Anri-Pacifist.

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The Pride of His Side

I AM unable to understand why my friend, Percy Rawe, has never been signed on by an enterprising First Division Soccer Club. His knowledge of the game is prodigous.

As a tactician he js unrivalled. His shrewd judgment and strategical subtlety would make him an incalculable asset to any eleven.

Percy clearly perceives this himself. He readily admits it.

Moreover, he does not selfishly keep his knowledge to himself. He is ever ready­nay, anxious- to give good advice, free of any charge whatever, to all players who need it- as, of course, they all do,.

His bounty does not stop there. With the liveliest sense of the responsibility resting upon a man possessing unique powers of counsel, Percy never hesitates to point out to players the disastrous results of their failure to heed him.

Mind, he is quite nice about it. He does not lose his temper. He is sorry for their youth, their inexperience and their faulty powers of perception.

Above all, he is quite impartial. The home team and the visiting eleven are all pupils under Percy's headmastership- as, indeed, upon occasions, are the referee and linesmen.

Hear his running commentary on the game from the moment that the home centre-half lifts the ball well up the field.

" Hold it, now. Hold it, I said. That's right. Well played! He's not bad, that right back. Get on him, there, get on him. Are you afraid or him, or what? There, serves you right. D'you call yourselves forwards? He's got you played to a standstill. Now, out on the right wing with it- not up the ce.ntre, you fool; over on the wing.

,·, There, I told you so! Very unreliable fellow, that right back. An unmarked

winger, and the idiot puts the ball up the centre.

" Now's your chance. Take it up. Nicely. sir; nicely. Centre it, there, centre it ... . hands! Hands, ref.! Can't you see, man?'

"Come on, there, play on- it's no good appealing to that blind bat. That's right .. . pretty, sir, pretty. . . . Shoot! ... Goal! Hurrah!!

" A lovely goal, that. A beautiful goal. Why, what's up? Why don't they kick the ball back to the centre? What? Offside. my foot! How could he be offside when . . .. ?

"That's right, over to the wing man. Hurrah, he's away with it! Come on, lad. come on ... right through on your own for a goal.

" Look out, goalie. Get out after him~ don't stay there. Oh, what a rotten goal­keeper.

" Come on, son, come on make the silly chump pick it out the net. Now, shoot! GoaJ! ... No. corner ... oh, well saved. goalie!

" Oh, I'm very sorry. I didn't know,. really."

The last remark was not addressed to anybody on the field. In his excitement. Percy had knocked off two bats and stood heavily on a neighbouring corn.

* * * " Miles Upstead.'' said Percy, as we

paused to examine a signpost during a Saturday afternoon hike. '' I've got a cousin living there. Let's look him up."

We climbed almost to the sky, and found all Miles Upstead gathered upon an undu­lating meadow. From the fact that goal­posts had been planted in northerly and southerly situations, it seemed likely that ;;i

number of heroes contemplated attempting to play football.

Percy's cousin rushed up. "You're playing centre for us," he panted. "We're five men short, and there were only four reserves to call on. There's a linesman short, too. Your friend can take a flag."

So within twenty seconds of our arrival we were both committed to an active p;1rt in the battle between Miles Upstead and Crock.

My share amounted to running roughly fifty miles in either direction along an un­certain line. As the spectators surged for­ward in waves during moments of excite­ment, I often found myself ambling along in centre-field. Nobody took the slightest heed of me or my flag- especially the referee.

Percy, however, was always in the picture. As centre-forward, he imagined he had

th.ree. duties- to sit on the ball, to kick over the bar, to fall over his feet. He performed all three duties with conscientious efficiency.

They shifted Percy to centre-half, and he promptly distinguished h imself by charging up and crippling two, of the Miles Upstead forward line.

They put him at full-back, out of the way. He scored two brilliant goals in ten minutes, for Crock.

Percy made history in this game. There

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is no previous record of a player occupying all eleven positions in a single match.

I thought his display of goalkeeping very striking. The Crock centre came rushing up to crash in a shot at short range. Percy, in­tending to punch out, missed the ball alto­gether, but laid out the man with a hefty right swing to the jaw. After that he let in three amblers in as many minutes.

Finally, he was posted near the Crock goalkeeper, with instructions to secure the ball and shoot it into his own goal- on the reasonable supposition, from his form to date, that he might play better for Miles Upstead if persuaded that he was leading the Crock attack. He made a sparkling rush up hill and down dale, cleverly tricking every player on both sjdes, finishing a fine solo effort by scoring a sensational goal for Crock.

Result- Miles Upstead, 0: Crock. 7-all due to Percy.

The victor was carried shoulder high- to the village pond. And let me add that, while there may be two views about his prowess as a footballer, Percy is without question an accomplished swimmer.

PHILIP LEWER.

On Peaceful Change

T O write on peaoeful change presup­poses two things: one that it is generaJly recognized that a social change is nece5-

sary, and the other that so urgent is the necessity that there is a danger that the means of bringing the change about may not be peaceful.

We must therefore not alone ask why the change is necessary, but also why the danger o.f unpeaceable means is so strong. The reason for wanting the: change is not far to seek- nor, apparently has it been for many ages, for if we go back some four hundre<i years we see it as much implied in the " Utopia" o~ Sir Thomas More as if we go

back a further nineteen hundred years to the "Republic" of Plato. Which brings us directly to one of the reasons for the second postulate; put shortly, it is this: if the desir­ability of a change of social structure has been urged by great thinkers over a periocl of such magnitude, right up to the present day, without its ever having been brought about, it seems that the difficulties to be overcome in attempting to achieve such change may easily engender the use of force either by the one side in attempting the change, or the other in preventing it.

The justification for such change is no more to-day than it ever was; but it is more conspicuous, for two reasons- one that it

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affects a far larger number of people, and the other that the possibilities of the elimina­tion of the social and economic injustice pre­vailing, are more evident.

Broadly speaking, the problem is a simple 011e. Means of production far outweigh the artificially restricted capacity for consump­tion. Such a condition is maintained by the interests of big business, whose profits, de­pending upon expenditure, necessitate the employment of a limited number of workers. Owing to differences in the standard of living among the working classes in diff erem countries and inequalities in international currency values, foreign competition is apt further to depress business prosperi~ :n one country by seeking preferences at its ex­pense. Tariff barriers are therefore created of ever increasing stringency, which are hav­ing the effect of perhaps maintaining, but not improving, conditions in somei countries at a level which is only relatively, but not absolutely, high, and deteriorating them in others.

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It is obvious that the alleviation of thi~ position lies in the direction of elimination of political national differences; standardiza­tion of minimum living conditions tlirough­out the civilised world; and standardization and stabilisation of relative currency values. The necessary factor for the accomplish­ment of these rests. in the one word , Agree­ment. How can this be brought about? The first thing that suggests itself to one's mind is a Conference, and now we come up against a vital obstruction.

Experience has shown that conferences break down , which is due to lack of con­fidence. Under conditions of competition such as in private enterprise of Nationalist interests immediate expediency is so urgent that the prospect of any considerable change is likely to result in a loss of confidence that would have at once have a depressing effect. It is therefore easily seen why such changes are, no matter how much advocated by eco-

nomic experts, hotly opposed by businl!SS interests, which largely govern political influence.

The question of how to bring about such changes peaceably now becomes a problem of no small complexity. Even so rational a measure as attempted economic enlightment, opposing as it seems to, the interests of ea pit­alists, brings reactionary opposition in its train; such enlightenment is immediately suppressed and the experience of orur time shows that once this reactionary regime gets a hold its influence is so malevolent as to make its possibility intolerable even though the sacrifice of peaceable means is involved.

* * * If, after exhaustive econontic and his­

torical investigation, it is decided that Marxian doctrine is the only solution for the world's present economic and political ills, eliminating as it does private means of industrial production and nationalist differ­ences and conflicts, one would seek, for the ultimate benefit of humanity. to put this into operation.

In the only case in which such an attempt has been started,, viz., in the U.S.S.R., although their cause was won o,ver by demo­cratic means, the position was so bitter that immediately violence was imposed and a period of war ensued. According to Marxian doctrine, such changes could never be gradu­ally brought about since, while Capitalists have power, they would never voluntarily relinquish it, but, as in past history, con­stantly palliate the uninformed proletariat. A lternatively, if not sufficiently uninformed , we see that violent reactionary suppression could be imposed instead.

We are therefore led to the philosophical consideration; whether the lesser evil of revolution, with a sacrifice that would be for something, would not be better than the greater evil of persistent imperialistic wars with their much heavier sacrifices which would be for nothing.

CLAUDE LYONS.

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This Month's Short Story.

Ta-Night at 8. 15 By Leslie Rainbow

I SIT in my office, high in the world. I sit at my desk and around me are twenty­nine other desks with twenty-nine other

clerks. We are all high in the world, for we are on the sixth floor. I am by a window, and I look down upon the street as I have done a hundred times before. I see the dirty white tops of buses and the black tops of cars. I see humanity walking on the pave­ments. I look at the clock in the office and then at my watch. The clock says ten to six and my watch says five to six, but the clock must be right; jt is synchronised and set by Greenwich; my watch was bought at the Caledonian market and set by guesswork. Ten more minutes- eternity. Anything might happen; there might be an earthquake - there might be a war. Someone is speak­ing to me. I look up and see Miss Pelling standing before me. She tells me that the Governor wants to see me. She is a pretty girl and very slim, but she reads Ethel M. Dell and Gilbert Frnnkau. I lent her my volume of Lamb's Essays and she ruined the binding, so that I had to buy another copy. I get up and wend my way through the desks, and enter the Governor's room. He sits at his desk, small and insignificant, yet he bas the power to tear me from security. I approach his desk and tower above him. I look down upon his bald head over which he has draped his few remaining hairs in an attempt to deceive people into thinking it is well covered. Unfortunately he is verv short and few people are deceived. His face is round and red, and he wears glasses with thick lenses which make his eyes goggle. What a stupid-looking man to be in a posi­tion of importance. He says I must wake myself up. He says a great deal more hut I do not trouble to listen. I do not like the sound of his voice. It lacks tone and is like a violin played sul ponticello

1 start to count the number of hairs on his head-" even the very hatrs of your head are numbered "-an easy task for the angel who has to count his. l have reached the seven­teenth when I hear him bark that I may go.

I return to the office and find everyone preparing to leave. The room is noisy with voices and laughter; everything is very jolly, everybody is very bright. I slip on my coat and place my hat on my head at an angle; I look like a country parson if it is on straight.

I squeeze into the lift and when it starts my stomach tries to stay behind-without success. We rush past five floors, past angry faces. We arrive at the ground floor and belch forth into the street. The cold wind strikes my brow and I feel better. I look round but London takes no notice of me. Thousands of office workers stream past me hurrying to their homes, to their firesides, to their radios. They dive for buses and rush across the street regardless of traffic. The men wear overcoats, a11 alike, drab and uni­form. Some wear bowler hats, sign of one who has forfeited his freedom. The girls­but we hear enough about them as it is.

I stand and think of my plan for the even­ing. I shall not go home, but shall have something to eat, just a snack, just enough to keep off the pangs of hunger until I do get home. So J go into an A.B.C. and take a table by the wall. The restaurant is freshly decorated in orange and j!reen. The design is meant to be modern, but h merely suc­ceeds in being stupid and inartistic: or perhaps that is modernity.

There is a man at a table facing me eating poached egg on toast. When he raises it to his mouth, the yolk drips on to his chin. He looks surreptitiously around to see if anybody bas noticed and catches mv eye. Hastily we both divert our gaze. What a stupid face he has : his nose is a misfit and

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his lips are shapeless. I wonder what hopes and ambitions have met their Waterloo be­hind those expressionless features. Can it be possible that he was once a dapper young fellow with a future?

My eyes wander round and fall on a group of four men. Insurance clerks I should think. They talk loudly and lean across the table. They are arguing about the cup-tie, so-and-so plays a good game and so on. In­spiring talk. fit for a hedge-hog.

I find the waitress hovering over me im­patiently. I look up and see paint, badly administered on a plain face. I give my order, crumpets and Russian tea. I close my eyes and listen to the clatter of the crockery, the theme of the symphony. It is accom­panied by harsh unmodulated voices, and in the bass is the groaning of the traffic outside. It is a symphony of life, meaningless music. variations on an ancient theme.

I pick up my book and try to read, but the story is depressing, so I put it aside again. Toasted crumpets are placed before me and a knife and fork clatter on to the table. A cup of clear brown liquid is placed beside the plate and a slice of lemon floats in it.

I start eating and am glad to have some­thing definite to do at last. The man with the nose watches me. Perhaps he is hoping that I shall dribble butter down my shirt front. He looks so wretched that I almost feel in­clined to do it in order to cheer him up, but I don't.

I drink my tea ; delicious, hot syrupy tea with ten lumps of sugar in it. Sugar is not charged for so one can have as much of it as one likes.

I take up my book again and be.Erin to read. The restaurant recedes: I no longer hear the symphony jan~ling in my ears. I enter into the story. I dislike the puppet characters, the author uses them to :..ir his own views; I dislike the stvle. but T $!0 on reading. I read until, coming to life with a ,;tart. I find that it is half-past seven. I pay at the desk and go into the refreshing, biting wind. I turn towards the Underground. run

down the steps and take a ticket for Oxford Circus. The escalator with slow dignity carries me down into the bowels of the earth. I try to read the advertisements on the side of the stairway, but they pass beyond my vision before I am able to see more than the picture.

I step off at the bottom and help off an old lady. She tells me that these escalators are a nightmare to her, she doesn't know what things are coming to, but she's not so young as she used to be, etc., etc.

I reach the platform and find a train in. I make a dive, but the doors shut in my face. If I had not helped the old lady I should have caught the train. I wander down the plat­form and find myself near a man who is muttering to himself. He looks about him wildly, and I see that his face is white and drawn. I feel uncomfortable and begin to turn back when a train leaps from the tunnel. The man cries out and steps off the platform. There are shrieks and a grinding of brakes. and I feel angry because this will make me late. The train is movrog backwards, and I see the man lying in the safety well. His head is battered and doesn't look much like a head now. Blood spurts from it and forms a large pool of red. A woman faints into my arms and I am glad. It gives me something to do. I carry her through the crowd and somebody produces smelling salts. She comes to, remembers the occurrence and faints again. I leave her to the person with the smelling salts, for the police wish to speak to me. Someone has pointed me out as being near the man when he jumped. Yes, I saw him jump. He had been talking to himself just before. Is he dead? He is. I shall probably have to attend the inquest.

The crowd draws back, for ambulance men are carrying him on a stretcher. The train comes into the platform and everybody crowds in. They are very quiet, but the din of the tunnel envelopes the silence. I feel physically sick and wish that I hadn't helped the old lady off the escalator. I find myself reconstructing the scene, and I try to occupy

my mind with other thoughts. I look hard at an advertisement for shirts. An expen­sive looking shirt billows gracefully in a blue void. I stare hard at it, and I am surprised to find that I am feeling buoyant and cheer­ful, like the shirt. I want to laugh, for it is aJl very stupid and ridiculous. The train stops and I find that we are at Oxford Circus. I get out and am carried to the surface. I enter the street, and am one of the crowd. I break away from the main stream and dive across the road, in front of a small sports

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car. A female voice screams at me, but I take no notice.

I expect I shall remember the accident again to-night, but I feel all right now. The time is ten past eight, so I run and dodge between the sluggishly moving pedestrians. The concert starts at 8.15, and I do not want to be late. I arrive at the Hall after the quar­ter has struck, but Sir Thomas is late also.

I sink int.o my seat ready to deliver my­self into the hands of Orpheus.

THE END.

Twenty Years After EUROPEAN JOURNEY. By Philip Gibbs.

In the early hours of July 31 , 1917, I was "standing- to" in a narrow trench in front of St. J~ waiting for the barrage to lift over Passchendaele. The whole battalion was going over the top at 5. 15 a.m. We had rehearsed the whole " do" weeks beforehand at Merville, and in a few minutes the curtain would rise for the real performance.

" Ruby Queens" had been snuffed out, and the officers were making their final in-pections. Our platoon had been told that

Philip Gibbs, the war correspondent, was actually in the line. At that moment we­" the poor bloody infantry "- did not care who the hell was in the line. Our objective was the villag-e of Passchendaele (or what was left of it). -

Later that day the rain came down, and kept coming done for about six weeks; and the debacle of the Ridges had begun. . . .

Years later I read Sir Philip Gibbs" Re­alities of War" and was impressed with the authenticity of his narrative and the sincerity of his pacifism. One passage in particular ought to be reprinted as a leaflet and a copy posted up beside every recruiting poster.

Pardon this digression. The reading of "European Journey" awakens old memories.

The book might well be called "Twenty Years After." for during the early spring

and summer of 1934 Sir Philip, his wife, two. friends and a car visited France, Italy, Austria and Germany.

The author's purpose was to find out what the common people were thinking. There are pages of recorded conversations with all types of people, and they express pro­nounced fears for the future especially those who remember the last war.

But a pew generation bas sprung up. They know nothing . . . yet. For them the· "sound of martial music. the roll of dist­ant drum" stir the blood.

At Geneva Sir Philip talked with some of the workmen erecting the new palace of the League of Nations. In reply to a question, ono workman. remarked that they were " building a new hospital for the wounded of the next war! "

Away from his gloomy forebodings of the future, the author has a vivid eye for colour and the gift of blending the historical past with, events of the present.

This odyssey of Sir Philip Gibbs bas some· resemblance to the penance of a pilgrimage, a wistful longing that this generation of youth will be spared the horrors that we, the youth of 1914-18, saw and endured.

But it is a wistful longing only: the author can see no prospect of a lasting peace ia Europe. DAVID MARTIN.

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January Night

FIELDF ARES low-circled over the frozen ground, sank, and rose again flapping slowly, their dark shapes work­

ing a pattern on the purple dusk suspended above the fields. The meagre light drained from the sky. runnipg in a thin stream down to one corner where it lay in a gradually diminishing pool. Under the trees, shadows wafted and seeped upward through the bare twisted branches and creeping from tree to tree, smoothed the knarled tracery into one indefipa ble darkness. Soon it was quite dark save in the north where, sewn on to the horizon. was a ragged strip of grey satin.

I trod the way homeward, my sh9es mak­ing but a soft padding, sd that the country­side crept dose to my own silence. Tiny squeaks and rustlings in the hedges were mine to hear save when, preluded by two

tilting lances of light, a car hurtled into the affrighted darkness; then, everything with­drew into itself it seemed, numbed by the shattering intrusion of sound and agitated air. Leaves, men:i skeletons ofl fibrous stalks, swirled ghostly in the sudden uprush and, light as the air itseH, came to rest long after the last vibrating ring of sound bad smoothed out. When all was still ::urnin, I would drop back into my reverie of com­panionable solitude and beckon mentally the little creatures of the night to creep forth again, not to be afraid.

Later, climbing a sUle, I turned off into a path leading across country to the town -and instantly, the sky was ablaze with light. The different direction in which I was travelling, necessitating momentarily rhe breaking off of my trepd of thought. and the more open nature of the country. had com­bined to make the revelation of the heavenly host something of a shock. Incredibly low. tbe stars seemed clustered in a maze ot jewelled network around my head. They turned and glittered like facetted diamonds quarried from ethereal regions, chipped and ground to a dazzling finish by the roaring winds from the north, and tipped out in a rolling breath-taking heap upon the polished ebony of the sky. There they were- as .though tipped pell-mell from a basket, bushels and bushels of them, sliding and boupcing in a blinding cascade, skidding on the black ice of the sky, sending green and yellow and red sparks into infimty.

The first swift impression of wonder passed, and when a moment later I turned my eyes upward, the stars had fallen into their old well-loved order. Capella was high overhead gleaming with a cold pale radiance, a precious gem set in the centre of the tiara of night. Castor and Pollux, the inseparable twins; Regulus, the jewelled handle of the Sickle; Aldebarnn, pure-gleam­ing like washed amber; Procyon, the Little Dog-star, gazing with wide-eyed impudence

at the strutting war lord of the south, Orion; and loveliest of all to behold, Sirius, the Star of winter, the Star of the virgin snows flash­ing from the palest of green to the palest of blue.

I repeated to myself the names of the Ram, the Dove, the Hare, the Bull, the Swan, and the Little Bear- simple earth names which, given to those far points of light, brought them near to me now as I walked so that I felt their friendly company all around me, in the fields and drawn close to the wayside, their eyes, as it were, upon me.

I went on my way content- indeed, with a sense of self-fulfilment; a feeling strange, and one scarcely to be defined in terms of this earth. I felt immune from all danger, all trouble, from all contact even of influences whose habitat was around my feet. My head was in the stars and my mind of them.

But perforce, I had to cast my eyes down­wards, for other lesser lights had sprung into being, and I saw lying ahead the dismal glow and shadow of man-made streets. As I entered the town, I turned for the iinal look, for an image I could impress on my mind. I gazed intently into the spangled black velvet of the sky, at a line of trees along whose boughs were strung the stars like tinsel. I shut my eyes tightly, then turned into the palely-lit streets. As I looked into the faces of th/e town--dwellers, they seemed not to know of the existence of things other than themselves.

R EX MILES. -------MUSIC NOTES

The first concert of the session will be given by the choir and full orchestra on Saturday, January 30. This promises to be a particularly interesting occasion, for the chief work to be performed will be Dr. R. Vaugha-1-Williams' much-discussed " Tudor Portraits." The "Five Tudor Portraits," to give the work its full title, was first performed at the Norwich Festival a short time ago, and has not yet been heard in London. It is probable,. there­fore , that Morley will have the privilege of giving the first London performance of this interesting work. For interesting it most certainly is, whether one likes it or not. Tt is scored for solo voices, choir arid full orchestra, anj

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shows Vaughan-Williams in his latest style. The "poi­traits •· are pen paintings of five Tudor characters, the ~ords being founded on poems by John Skelton, who hved from 1460 to 1529 and was the Poet Laureate of the time.

A new Vaughan-Williams work is always an interesting event, one might almost add particularly so at Morley, with which Vaughan Williams has always had a friendly connection.

Another novelty to be heard at th is concert will be Dvorak·s almost unknown " Wanda " overture, but :o balance these excursions into unfamiliar regions, there will be a performance of Beethoven's 8th Symphony.

While on the subject of new works, these notes would be incomplete without some reference to the gifts of our own Musical Director as a composer. Mr. Arnold Foster has recently composed the music for a ballet-" Five and Twenty " or "The Magic Link," which was given at a Silver Jubilee performance of the English Folk Dan:e Society on December 5 at Cecil Sharp House. The Press were unanimous in their high opinion of this work, and those who missed the first performance will be glad to hear it is to be done again at the Annual Festival of the E.F.D.S. on January 9 at the Albert Hall. It has been pleaded before in tl1ese columns that Morley ought to have more opportunities of hearing the work of its own Musical Director, not only because it is his work. but chietly because, judged by the highest musical standarJs, it is work well worth hearing.

Now, what about it, Mr. Foster? L. R.

PERCY EYRE Another human link in the chain of happy memories

and achievement has gone with the passing of our esteemed friend and fellow-student, Mr. Percy Eyre. His sudden death , a quiet passing in his sleep, brings to an end over fi fty years' unbroken association with the College. Among the first lo join the improvised classes in the Old Vic. , the nursery of Morley College, he became keenly interested in their concentration in the old (then new) building. He was the first Secretary but retained his studentship. The first to have his name inscribed on the Associates Board for commendable work, he showed bis mettle, not only by diligent application to class study but to home work of meticulous care and usefulness. Mr. McClure's Astronomy lectures inspired him to the con­struction of a reflecting telescope for investigating the heavens. Sir (then Dr.) Chalmers Mitchell's Biology course stimulated him to the making of a microscope. The language classes provided the linguistic basis for the pro­longed and enjoyable trips abroad for which his retire­ment from business ultimately afforded hin1 the leisure. The atmosphere o( affability, placidity and humour created by his genial good nature was infectious. He was "one of the old guard of the Spirit of Morley which we 111 treasure:· As a keen cyclist and rambler, these activities aided him in the enfoyment of his studies in archreology a11d -geology. From what he gathered he gave.

No more significant token of the spirit which animated the old college was the picture, often presented, of the late Sir Frederick Black with his hand paternally resting on " Percy·s ·• shoulder. For the new student his passing is the happy termination to a long and useful life, but to those who stood at his graveside in Nunhead Cemetery, where he was interred on Friday, December 11, it was indescribably more. W. RIVERS.

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Peace -The Price and the Process The great bulk of the people in this

country don't give a damn for peace, or any­thing else for that matter-all they are con­cerned about is living their own smug respect­able lives. True, there is a great deal of talk about peace . . . but why the devil don't you DO something for peace? " Quoted from ".Peace At Any Price," page 9 of the December issue of " Morley Magazine."

I do not wish it to be supposed that I agree with the author's sentiments or endorse his opinions. In fact he seems to me to tilt at windmills.

His Agitator starts by calling for a bayonet and shortly afterwards exclaims that "Eng­Jand and France together could have exerted enough pressure, financial, economic and political, to have saved Spain for democracy" (!) while the Pacifist is found enthusing over Collective Security. They are both reminis­cent of the soldier of whom Mr. Noel Coward sang in "Family Album":-

" Ready to die for the Empire! The Sun must never set Upon his brave, but yet Ambiguous ideals."

The whole article is rather puzzling. Per­haps Mr. Pocock will try again and define his categories for us. May I plead, in pass­ing, that the term "Pacifist" has now acquired the special meaning of "an advocate of non­violent resistance" and should not be indis­criminately applied to believers in Bigger and Better Battles, Smaller Bullets, or any other quasi-militaristic doctrine?

Still, differences of opinion apart, the last meeting of the Proposed (and doubtless by this time authorised) Morley College Peace Council, provided circumstantial evidence in support of the statement quoted above. De­spite some publicity and announcements that a guest speaker from the Students' Forum would appear, the attendance was less than at the earlier meeting. The counter-attraction evidently proved too strong. In the Hall the orchestra dispensed music to a numerous audience-dispensed, in fact, a programme of Military Music!

We cannot hope to compete with the orchestra; the minutes of the last meeting will not be rendered as an oratorio; but we expect much more support for the meeting which will be held early in the New Year.

The reasons for this optimism will by this time doubtless be apparent. Meanwhile, may I ask all those who disapprove of the whole movement to come along and tell us so in no uncertain terms. The path of unani­mity is doubtless smooth, but it may in time become monotonous.

I have already said that I am not entirely in agreement with Mr. Pocock's outspoken denunciation of the indifferent attitude to the problems of Peace, and neither am I alto­gether in sympathy with the slightly plain­tive circular recently issued by the Com­mittee. It seems to me that the sluggish re­sponse to our appeal is best explained by the following quotation from a recent Peace publication:-

" All revolutionary ideas suffer from the prevalent tendency of human beings to re-

act in the first place to prejudice rather than to logic. Brought face to face with a radi­,caJly new proposal, our instant reaction is ,dislike. The power of habit-a useful power :in many respects-has this important defect - that it retards progress. What we have always thought and done is the comfortable way to continue; we do not, in fact we can­not change the accustomed balance of our mind without considerable conscious effort. This effort is further hampered by the realisa­tion that change in thought will involve change in daily life, in fact, continued effort for an indefinite period:-seldom a pleasant prospect and less pleasant to those who hold power and position.

" Most people find it necessary to make full use of their energies to keep abreast with t he struggle for existence, and tl~eir work is

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only in small part devoted to the welfare of the community. It is not surprising, there­fore, tha t the already fully worked mind reacts against further burdens. Thus it is that a new approach to life is doomed to meet with a hostile reception. except in the comparatively few cases where particular human beings.are so fully conscious of im­mediate and 'dire problems that their minds are already attuned to receive immediate a l­leviation at the expense of reasonable effort."

I believe that in Morley College a large number of students will soon take up tnc " further burdens " of activity to promote Peace. I hope that this New Year will see a new spirit of responsibility among those who are fellow-students as well as fellow-crea­tures. It remains to be seen whether l am unduly optimistic. ROY WALKER.

Young and Old Morleyites at Play

Abo11r n hundred kiddies. all wirh sound /1111gs, n1Te11ded c(I chilrfre11's party gi,·en rhro11gh the generosi1y of r/re 01:J .Morleyitel AssvciaTio11 0 11 December 12. A good lime 11·1,s had by all.

Below we gi,·e an t1cco11111 of /he proceedings as see11 by ,0 11e of the cliildre11. The writer i, eiglll years old.

WE left our real hats in the cloakroom and went into the big hall and Santa Claus gave us pretty paper hats to

put on. Soon afterwards the bell was rung a nd we sat down in two rings. The first game we played was musical bumps, blind man's buff, General Post, tug-o'-war, hunt the slipper, oranges and lemons and I sent a letter to my Jove. The game I liked best was blind man's buff; first a boy was blind man then he caught me and I was blind man. It felt ever so funny with a handkerchief over my eyes, just like night time.

Then we saw a little girl named Elsie Barber sing and tap-dance. After that a lady dressed up as a fairy danced. Then the M.C. called through his trumpet we will have tea and we went into the refreshment

room and had a lovely tea then we went into the big hall and had a balloon giving. I got a red one and my little brother got a big blue one.

After that we had some conjuring. Mr. Rivers did the conjuring and it was jolly. First he asked us who believed in fairies and some of us put our hand up. A big boy about eleven put his hand up. I ·ctidn 't know big boys like that believe in fairies. Then Mr. Rivers said he had a little girl named Sylvia and she was a fairy and he made her do all kinds of wonderful things. She tied some handkerchiefs in knots and made some con­fetti disa ppear and Mr. Rivers fo und it in a hat. but we didn't see the fairy at all. My name is Sylvia but I'm not a fairy and I can­not do those tricks. Then Mr. R ivers wanted an egg and he asked Father Christmas for one and Father Christmas said no l haven't got one, but Mr. Rivers found one in his beard all the time.

Then we said goodbye to our friends but we didn't want to go home.

SYLVIA LEWER.

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The Truth Will Out

I N his article on "Communists and Democracy in Spain," published in the December issue of this magazine, Fred

Colli!lgwood stat~d that" the outrages com­mitted against life and property culminated in the murder of Seiior Calvo Sotelo, who was dragged from his home by shock police, and done to death. Civil war resulted."

Mr. Collinewood has, no doubt, taken this story from the newspapers. He has obtafoed an absolutely false impression. I do not intend to defend the Communists, but, in fairness to the Liberal and Socialist members of the Popular Front, the facts of the cas~ should be made known.

The Times is always considered to be a good authority on such subjects, and there­fore we will ref er to " Reporter in Spain,'' an excellent book on the Civil War by Frank Pitcairn, The Times reporter in Spain.

Here is Pitcaim's story: " Jose Casillo, a young and very popular

member of the Assault Guards, was stand­ing chatting on his doorstep, when a car­,load of Fascjsts drove up and poured machine-gun bullets at his defenceless back, leaving him dying in a puddle of his young blood on the pavement."

Castillo had already received a warning note from Sotelo's headquarters, and, on hearing of the foul murder, the Storm Guards decided to arrest Sotelo without 11 ailing for official orders.

Here in Pitcairn's own words is what followed:-

" Determined that, this time, the man behind the gun was going to answer for the crime, they were in a state of extreme anxiety lest Calvo Sotelo himself- with vast financial resources behind him- might either buy imm unity in Madrid, or escape the country, leaving some underling to hold the bag.

"ln the early hours of the morning, a police car under the command of a

Lieutenant Moreno drove out to Sotelo's house, got him out of bed, and told him he was under arrest.

"Cornered, but still hopeful that the Sotelo money could fix one more crime, Sotelo tried to telephone to friends, and Government officjals. The Assault Guards were impatient.

"They foresaw already a long series of legal delays, ending with a ·probable escape of the murderer. They stuck to the original plan of taking him under arrest to the station house, and there presenting the authoritie~ with a fait accompli figuring it would be very much more difficult for anyone to order the release of Sotelo once he was arrested, than it would be to prevent him being arrested at all.

"They put him in a police car. " The car shot off in the direction of the

station house. Of what happened next, T have several conflicting versions, one from a man who was actually in the car at the time. He stated that another car, moving fast with­out lights, was heard racing behind them: that they prepared for action against an attempt at armed release of the prisoner. •and that, at the last moment, a young Assault Guard, lo~ing his head, and thinking that Sotelo might escape them yet, put a bullet through the back of that subtle politician's head."

The above story was written by a repre­sentative of a paper which is definitely anti­Communist in policy, and there is little doubt that the whole version is true.

The dreadfully untrue statements that have been published in our newspapers con­cerning Spain should warn the public against believing right-wing propaganda, disguised cunningly as news. Those who wish to know the truth ,,bout Spain should read either Frank Pitcairn's book, or" Behind the Spanish Barricades." by John Langdon­Davies, the brilliant correspondent of tht! Neivs-Chronicle. A. G. EPERON.

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Letters to the Editor GUSTAV HOLST.

Dear Sir,- I am collecting the material for a biography of my fa ther, the late Gustav Holst, and I should be very grateful if you would allow me to ask if any of your readers could lend me letters which might be suit­able for publication.-Yours, etc.,

Imogen Holst. 54, Ormonde Terace, N.W.8.

ON MORLEYITES. Dear Sir.-May I say a word in reply to

Miss Margaret Haggar's Jetter in your last issue?

Every student of economics, philosophy, literature or psychology is being equipped for a better understanding of the world we live in, and obtaining some insight into the necessary remedies. Every worker who passes through Morley and acquires a sound knowledge of such subjects is an asset to working-class movements.

Your creative arts, Madam, are mere di­versions from the fundamental economic problems which should be the prime con­cern of Morley.

Dr. Adler writes of the education of child­ren. I wiU refrain from the rather obvious comment: though it does seem to me that childishness is considered a virtue in some forms of the "creative arts. "-Yours sincerely, Student 1118.

\.VIHA T IS A PACIFIST? Dear Editor,-Mr. Pocock's pacifist is a

very peculiar pacifist indeed, for he approves of the Covenant of the League of Nations. Under that Covenant it would have been possible (to quote a single example) for other nations to threaten, and even carry out. forceful action against Italy after she fovaded Abyssinia. You may attempt to justify such action, but you cannot call it pacifism.

No real pacifist believes in coercion, whether :in personal, public, •natJonal or international life. A League of Nations, a

real League of Nations, is very necessary in order to achieve co-operation and cohesion between nations, but to have the support of pacifists, such a League must have no threat of coercion or force in its Covenant­it must depend solely on moral force based on the utmost measure of friendliness and co-operation.- Yours sincerely,

Philip Lewer.

NO GRINNING, PLEASE! Sir,- I don't like the flippant tone of the

Magazine. Real humour should have a place in the production, of course, but the practice of scattering facetious comments and observations over the pages makes it difficult for readers to know when their legs are being pulled.-Yours faithfully,

Earnest Student. fO.K. , Smiler. From now on each joke, however feeble,

shall be plainly labcllcd.-Eo.]

COMMUNISTS AND DEMOCRACY. Dear Sir,-The writer of the article under

the above heading must be congratulated on compressing so many errors and misconcep­tions foto such a short article as is almost possible to conceive.

The figures given in the voting in Spain at the last election seek to show that the Popu­lar Front Government actually represented a minority of the people. The circumstances themselves in Spain to-day prove conclu­sively to all who are not too blind to see, that the people in Spain are not even fairly evenly divided into pro- and anti-Government forces, as would be the case if these figures represented actual opinion. If such an equal division does exist, why is it we find Govern­ment forces consisting of thousands of volun­tary workers and peasants. while Franco's effective fighting forces consist a !most ex­clusively of non-Spanjsh (and of foreign pro­Fascist) origin?

The article suggests also that the Anar­chists and Communists in Spain are "incon­sistent" in defending Parliamentary democ-

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racy when previou ly their "spoiling tactics'· were designed to weaken the Popular Front Government. Surely the fact that Socialists though t is very conscious of the imperfec­tions of Parliamentary democracy does not prevent it from infinitely preferring those im­perfections to the reactionary horrors of Fascism? It is obvious what would have happened in Spain if Socialists had con­tinued arguments around Parliamentary de­mocracy when Franco and his satellites launched their rebellion. Franco would not have spent eight weeks hammering fruitlessly at the gates of Madrid.

We are told that Stakhanovism and piece­work are synonymous. I feel sorry for the penetra ting insight of a mentality which can distinguish no difference between a piece­work system which results in increased pro­fits to the employer and eventual unemploy­ment to the worker. and Stakhanovism which by raising the efficiency of Socialist production, raises the standard of the people as a whole, and brings increased benefits h> the people as a whole,

F inally we are told that the Communist criticism of the Popular Front Government in France is another example of "inconsist­ency." Surely it is obvious that when Parties enter into a Popular Front, it does not mean that all cri ticism between them should cease; but I am positive that if Fascists attempt a coup d'etat in France, they will be met with the same determined opposition of all shades of opinion as the Fascists have met with in Spain.-Yours, etc., E. Bussey.

Dear Sir,-Mr. Collingwood's sole autho­rity for the allegation of Communist terror­ism in F rance is Candide. a Right-wing journal which a few weeks ago was helping the Gringoire and Action Fran9aise to direct torrents of lies at M. Salengro, who was overstrained and committed suicide- much to the delight of the Fascists, and the horror of the rest of France.

Unfortunately fo r Candide. the Com­munists are used to being lied about and show

no sis.ms of reacting as Mr. Salcngro did .-Yours. c tc:.. - Douglas Milefanti .

IWc ha"c rccci\'cd many similar lctlcrs. for which \\ C

1.:i;rcl we arc unable 10 fi nd room. We ha,•c yel to find .1 , upporlcr for Mr. Collin:,;wood"s point of view.- Eo.]

LETS LEARN GERMAN! Dear Sir,- In your Editorial notes in one

of your recent numbers of this Magazine, you were trying to find a reason for the swel­ling numbers of German students in thl College. You came to the conclusion that this boom in German js due to the mere fact of cheap holidays, and you note with gratifi­cation that this multitude is not likely to storm our peaceful and liberal-minded Col­lege with totalitarian ideas or to paint Hs walls with hooked crosses.

I agree with you that this is the plain and simple truth, but I cannot help feeling that to leave it at that is somewhat unfair to our German students. You seem to imply that some higher motive should prompt the stu­dents in their choice of a subject. You feel disappointed that they don' t learn German in order to study German philosophers of yesterday or to-day, or to get some genuine taste, for good or for bad, of the latest sym­bol of German culture, Herr Hitler's " Mein Kampf."

I have been at Morley classes where the teacher tried hard to make us fa miliar with both. Some individual students took an al­most passionate interest in them, there were lively discussions, but on the whole these a ttempts were not entirely successful. Those who showed interest in philosophical or poli­tical writers did not do so because they were German, but because these students were al­ready attracted to such subjects by their ex­perience of them in their own country. But such students are only a small minority.

I personally think it a good thing that most of our students want to learn the language of everyday life in order to make friends abroad. The times are past when we can or even want to approach another nation from a distance, assimilating cultural values in ab­stract aloofness. This was the privilege of

those who enjoyed " classical" education, of our grandfathers, who were free traders not only in cotton but in culture. That myth that the battle of Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton was exploded in the mud of the trenches in Flanders!

Working men and women have shown an increasing desire for education since the Great War. Travelling abroad is no longer the privilege of rich young Englishmen who follow the traditional itinery from France to Switzerland, from Switzerland to Italy and so on to the House of Commons. To the sons of the rich this was a part of their edu­cational curriculum, well designed as a pre­paratory training for them to play a leading part in their international game of political and economic diplomacy.

As the pupils have changed so has the pur­pose of education. Nowadays the common man as well travels abroad. What is his purpose in this? Just as the knowledge he gathers in his evening classes is becoming an instrument of his social and political educa­tion, whether he is aware of it or not, so is his going abroad for his holidays. He says he goes just for a holiday, but he goes there for two weeks after fifty of monotonous rou­~ine work, just as he goes to an evening col­lege after eight hours of daily drudgery. May he call it amusement, or adventure, or a change, it is more than that. Going to an evening college or going abroad are two aspects of the same thing. Our student wants to get out of a state of mental and physical isolation. He travels abroad because he senses that his thoughts and feelings cannot be entirely absorbed and satisfied by home­grown opportunities. He finds something of his own undeveloped, better self abroad. In going there, how far this is only an escape, how far it is a positive attitude by which he tries to grow beyond the limitations imposed upon him by the present order of things, I do not know. But I do know that, however primitive and romantic this urge still may be. i~ is an expression of a n infinitely higher and nobler pmpose than that which induced the

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wealthy sons of a privileged class to make the European tour.

And I think that our student is prompted by a very sound feeling that he wants to learn first the straightforward language which is the only means of making human contact. Why blame him that he wants to learn the menu list? We come to foreign countries without introduction from high places, and the first contact we make is with waiters, and where waiters move. It is a good thing to appreciate other people's feed­ing habits. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach!

What is it now that attracts so many of our students to Germany? Neither the ro­mance of the Black Forest or-for many English girls-of uniforms is sufficient to account for it. I could give you many better reasons, and I will do so if you give me space in the next issue, but I should like to add one more thing now to set your mind at rest.

Did you ever see the look of silent despair on the face of a Nazi pundit who is ordered by the Ministry of Propaganda to conduct an English party, when they turn up in grub­by flannel bags, indescribable mackintoshes, with all shapes and sizes of rucksacks, and straggle untidily over the landscape? But when he has said his piece and the barriers of propaganda are broken down, believe me it is the Englishman who makes the German envious to wear flannels, whether he admits it or not, rather than that the German entices him into a brown shirt.-Yours sincerely, "One Who Is Going Abroad Next Year."

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CRICKET CLUB The committee wish all members and friends a Happy

and Prosperous New Year. Now's Lhe time for new resolutions. Why not try w

dispose of a few more "Pool" tickets? We're having some left over each week.

Sorry the averages haven't appeared yet, but one o[ our motorist members is using the score-book to keep his mud­guard .in position, and as a potential bag-carrier for next season we can' t offend him by asking [or same yet.

Re fixtures for 1937. If any members or friends can gel us any good one,, the Secretary ';Viii be much obliged.

l'lt!asc signify on notice boartl whaL night free a fter Fehruary I , "1 a, to a,c.:rtain the most suit able evening for Indoor Cricket School.-;--J . W.

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Club F RENCH CLUB.

We have lo announce lhal the firsl big function of lhc French Club this year will be a Social. to be held ;n the Prince o f Wale~ Hall on Satur<lay, January 23, 1937, under the title of •· Cafc Marguerite." There will be plays, ~ong,, game, and dancing and a running bulfet. We hope 10 c111ena i11 a large number of Student~, and ticket~ will be on sale a l the beginning of the new term from the Secretary, Mr. MacLaren, the Class Secretaries and Mrs. Cook in the Refreshment Room.

The Annual Dinner will be hdd as usual this ye>1r m the Shaftesbury Hotel in the second or thir<l week o( February, and tickcls will a lso be on sale soon after the term open~. Last year we had a very successfu l dinner with a dance afterwards, and we shall be glod lO know how many people arc likely to attend in order that the necessary accommodation can be arranged.

We huve noticed a falling off or the allen<lancc, al the Sunday evening meeting,, mentioned in last month's Magazine. Please come along and , upport the Club

Unfortunately in last month's Magazine there wa, an e rror. The wc:-kly <lisc ussion, arc hcl<l on T11eMl11r ,and nol Thursday cvcnings.-A. T. Elvy. ·

FOLK DA 'CE CLUB. A very well-allended Folk Dance. in ai<l of C lub fun<l,,

wa~ held on November 21 in the Prince o( Wale, Hall , about 100 people being on the floor, including a very happy C lub Treasurer. The programme was specially produced to allract members and friends who have not long been enjoying 1he pleasure of cou111ry dancing, and w~ were very pleased witll the result, panicularly a, regards the efforts of one of our members who brought along quite a number of youths and maiden~.

We are very sorry we have lo part with Miss Hall , who has been our Secretary for three or four years and our good friend for many more. We wish her the best or fortune in her new sphere of activity ,and look forwar<l to having her company again when she keeps her promises to come to Lon<lon and Morley as often as possible.

For Jnnuary we have two fixtures, the firsl being a club evening on the 3rd, and lhe second our Annual Frolic 011 the 16th. The la ller will be run on the lines proved sue· ces,fu l for previous Frolics. that is, lo commence " ith tea al 6.30 and to dance from about 7.30. There will be a goo<l programme of dancing with some surpri,c and novehy items. Mr. Capp is taking charge of this evening.

Arrangements arc practically com pleted for our Suppc1-Dance ,1t Moi,on Lyons on February 4. Tickets arc on sale from all o ur u, ual sellers at 4s . 6d. each.- Robert A sh {Hon. Sec.).

MUSIC GROUP. I hi, month we have been largely-and very , ucce,s­

fully--<levelo ping lhe social side of our activities. Our vi, it to Buckhurst Hill Youth Ho,tc l w;i- great fun: foll. <lancing for about two and a half hours on Saturday night-cvcrybo<ly was roped in, the Warden, his wik. ;111d a number () i' P'~Ople who had ()bviously never <lanced before, h ut who nevertheless thoroughly enjoyed thcm­,clvc,: :111 impromptu performance of Hayu n·s T()y Symphony. with Cuckoo in C an<l G (!here was no G Cuckoo and the onc in C wa, rather Jlat- a young bird, no duuhl). a 111gh1 ingale wilh :r poor, w:l!cry whi,11.., all on one ttill. and hell, and 1:111k. anti ,o on.

Un thi: 'iunday we wa lke<l through Epping Forc,t, ale

Notes lunch off a fa llen tree-trunk , stalked <leer, ru,hc<l Boad kea·s camp. only Lo find 1haL she had taken poison ,ome two thousand odd ye:ir · ago and that the place wa, rapidly falling into decay. There are no signpost, round about 1hi~ camp, and no tea-places, and no car parks, so it may be genuine. A(ler several crab-apple ba ulc, :and jumping or ,1reams, and falling in leaves, and los1ngs or way,, and lookings at map, . we arrived bad, at the Ho~tcl for tea and more fo lk-dancing. We all le ll feeling rather tired but knew that we had accomplished more in the way of friendsh ip than would have been possible in a month of meetings.

We have aga in been to the Wells, this time Cor bullet. 1-h,ndel's ·· G od s go a-begging," Delius' " N octurne·• (renamed from the original ·• Paris .. ) a nd a new one, Bcet hoven·s •· Prometheus, .. gave us good co111rast,- 1hc ·· Gods go a-begging., with ,ome real pantomime, the ··Nocturne ·· strongly emotional. an<l the ·· Promcthcus · with several fine individual dancer, 1no1.1bly the wife of Prometheu<, who ,howed how well a woman can nag). although the plot wa, not particularly exciting.

Apart from these o ulsi<le visits there have been three meetings ·· a t home:· a Brahm, evening, an evenin{! of Haydn Quartet~. and a Modern (or "Contempora1y," or ·· Po<t-War ·· or ·· Living Composers .. l evening. T he Brahms was mostly piano music with a few record, and o ng< interspersed. The Haydn wa, rather a , urpri~c:

the amount o f variety in these quarte ts, with such a limited vocabulary. is really extraordinary. Among the Modern, we had a Bax oboe quintelle, and also one by Elizabeth McCondry (which whiffed strongly of Vaughan Williams). song, by Elgar, Wa lford Davie5 and D. C. Thom,on, p iano works of Palmgren, Bax, e tc., u11d fi11:1Jly a symphony by Roussel. This last nearly provoked chaos. Some looked pained, some surprised, amJ a few entirely unalfectc<l. But there was much to be said in favour o( the work , <lespite its <liscords (or perhaps because of them) an<l a rather even wash of dynam ic colour. It had good pi.in an<l climaxes iind a very forceful rhythm. If we <lo n't know where modern music b going, we a t least ~now how far it has come.-C. G. A.

GENERAL DISCUSSION SOCIETY. On November 21 M r. W . Kent , College lecturer 011

Lon<lon Hi, 1ory. and author of ·• London for Slrnkespcar: Lovers, .. started :i discussion on •· Did Shake~pcarc Write Hi, Plays? .. and broughr fonh many arguments that he d ill 1101 ! This " as wam1ly <lisputed by a small but en­thusia,tic au<lience, and the great problem remain< un,olved . However. among cveral of our members. "the debate continue~:·

On December 5 Mr. G eorge West. who went as a dele­gate to the recent Brussels Peace Conference . gave an :recount of his experiences there. and an informal di< · cussion followed on the way in which individuals can join in the light J'or peace :111d collective !,CCurity through various organisations to which they belong .

The general meeting, which we hall propo,cd to hold on that datl.'. was postpone<l until the hcginning of the new term. Watch the Notice Board for the dale . .rnd come along with yo11r suggestions for future activities. One has already hecn made- that 1ho,c ,tu<len1~ who arc 111cmber~ of 1hc I ..-f1 Book C lub should meet and <l i,cu" the book, an<l lh,: vit:i l probkm~ o f the day with whidt they deal. Wi: ,hould be glad to hear fw111 any,,11e who ,,1,11!.J '"· i11 1crc,1ed in tlii,.- 1. Ballard.

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RA\1BLL~G AND CAMPING - Mr. A. E. Stump

SCIENTIFIC SOCIETY Mr. W. Rivers

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Tr.iE MAGAZINE OF MORLEY COLLEGE, WESTMINSTER BRlDGE ROAD.

LONDON S.E.I

EVENTS OF THE MONTH FEBRUARY

8, g,r,nJ,i_g at a pm eAC!!pt >"lhere otherw §e \Otel'l

Tuesdoy Fei> '2 Lecture THE Cf'TY l • (SI Otto N1~mc1er GB E KCO

Thursda)' 4 Lec:ture · ITALIAN LAKES t • f H0111tu

Saturday .. 6 DANCE ( Cricket CJub) 2 -WHIST DRIVE 1 •

Tuesday 9 Lecture SHIPPING 1 • fOsc:\r s Tn~n->D~Oill

Thursday . , II : Lect1.1re FRENCH ALPS ' . ( Hc,a :r:.

Saturday .. t 3 : - THE MOON IN THE YELLOW RIVE~' 1 6

c Produce11 br the Dramnt,c Soc ltfY,

Tuesday ,. 16 Leclure . COAL I I• ( Joho Chur,ngto" Jnr I

Thu~day .. 18 : Lecture · RfVJERA AND PROVENCE 1 •

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Saturday '20 Drama Classes Production l 6

Tuesday .. 23 Lecture . AGRlCUL TURE 1 • 1S1r Dan e1 Hall F R S )

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Vol. 22 FEBRUARY, J 937 No. 5

The Royal Opening. The official opening of the College by Her

Majesty Queen Mary, will take place on Saturday, March 6, at three p.m.

Details of the arrangements will be circu­lated to all students via class secretaries at an early date.

For now I am in Holiday Humour . ... These notes are written in the still faintly

discernable shadow of a Christmas hang­over. It requires. considerable determina­tion ap.d much conoentration to work up any enthusiasm for such remote events as summer holidays.

. For the majority of us "to eternity impr.isoned in the abyss of towering towns" our holiday is the high-spot of the year .. Be sure you neglect no opportunity of using the precious fortnight's release, fully and to the best advantage. r

Whether you go in for a quiet, restful holiday or otherwise is a matter of tempera­ment.

There can be little doubt that a holiday abroad or a fortnight . of, say mountain­climbing, leaves vastly deeper impressions upon which one can draw for the remaining fifty weeks of the year. One can, after all, return to the normal workaday life to rest and recuperate.

There is one golden rule for all travellers abroad- do, in Rome; as the Romans do. The insular Englishman who goo--s several hundred miles and then seeks out the closest approximations to bis usual foods, drinks, cigarettes and amusements in general, is all too common.

Try everything once and, if you live to tell the tale, you will have broadened your experience and outlook; and-perhaps most important of · all in this world of our~ afflicted with the diseases of nationalism­widened the range of peoples among whom you can number your friends.

This issue contains several holiday experi­ences of students, as well as suggestions from various travel agencies · and organisa­tions. We hope that students will gain some help from them.

Speaking Editorially . We approach the end of our first year as

Editor of this magazine. Inour vast inex­perience of the job we had several fond illusions which have been sadly shattered.

We have received articles in plenty-quite half of them denunciations of Fascism, the Press, armaments or War. What might be called Left-Wing views predominate. Does this represent the general body o.f students, or are holders of such views more talkative?

We receive contributions in execrable handwritings on all sides-and angles- of the paper. We receive MSS which, it i8 obvious, have previously been submitted to ,every market for literary matter which appears in the Writers' and Artists' Year Book.

We have contributors shy and modest, imperious and dominating. Some are quite convi)1ced they are geniuses, and some much too modest about very good writing. Some are sure they know more about . the job than the Editor; others treat us as a minor

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Deity, and coo with delight at our few gracious words of appreciation.

We would like to add a few words of guidance for contributors.

Please do not trouble to type your contri­butions-the Editor loves staying up till three in the morning, in a smoke-laden atmosphere, laboriously tapping away with two fingers. If you must type them please don't use double,,spacing or leave a nice wide margin. You will deptjve us of all the fun of marking-in corrections, or notes to the printer, in non-existent spaces.

Please don't send in your contributions before, say, the 25th of the month. The Editor likes to be left in a state1 of glorious uncertainty until the very last moment, be can ·then do a bit more three-in-the-morning stuff. If you write a really topical article which is good, and must go in this issue­leav,e it. even later. We then get a very nice bill froni the · printer for the stuff we leave out to make room for you.

Please don't send in essays of less than 5 ,OOO words: the Editorial blue-pencil bill would be too small for us to make any profit out of it; and we simply love making sfash­ing cuts, and then finding we have left out the whole point of the story. · .

Fill your article · with all the libel and blasphemy you can, and please don't trouble to punctuate it, o,r fo turn up the correct spelling of a long and unfamiliar word-so long as you leave little doubt of what the word is supposed to be, we will put it right for you. · ·

And if all the foregoing sounds rather embittered, please accept our apologies.

Our contributors apparently cherish the illusion that the Editor likes being Editorial; that we are never so happy as when unkempt and harassed we wrestle with the job of getting this magazine out to time. We seize this chance to disillusion them.

Communists and Democracy. We include in this issue a further indig­

nant refutation of the article by Mr. Fred

Collingwood published under the above heading. 'This article has brought forth more '' Letters to the Editor" than all the rest put together.

We also publish a final rejoinder by the cause of all the trouble.

Our conscience will not permit us to let Mr. Collingwood have the last word entirely. We feel that anti-Communist and anti­Spanish Government sentiments are so over­whelmingly predominant in our national dailies and weeklies, that we should be better occupied than in adding to the stream of lies, distortion and calumny which graces their pages with every issue. We do not suggest that Mr. Collingwood's article was of such a nature, but that is the company in which we would place ourselves. He explores a field which is already so well looked after.

Nobody is more conscious of their faults and failings than the Communists them­selves. They have an aim in view to which the orily alternative is the brutalities of Fascism, in which our correspondent will find every one of those faults and failings magnified many times.

Thank You! : The next issue o:f the Magazine will be published on the day of the official opening of the Extension. It will be the last issue this session; we hope worthy of the occasion, and worth keeping as a souv,enir of the day .

As such remarks would be rather out of place in that issue may we take this. oppor­tunity of thanking all those who have helped with the Magazine this sess.ioIJ.. We are truly grateful to all- contributors, advisers and critics. THE EDITOR.

DON'T FORGET THE

CRICKET CLUB DANCE FEBRUARY 6th

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Students' Jobs-V.

Ninepence a Mile! By a London Taxi-driver

A N umbrella is raised, a finger beckons, or maybe a lady with both hands occu­pied with Christmas parcels just nods.

A taxi glides into the kerb; the driver is given his destination, he pulls down his taximeter flag, and away he goes without further ado. Perhaps it is to a restaurant not three streets away, to the heights ,of Golders Green in north London, or Tilbury Docks down east, or maybe out beyond the Crystal Palace. It all seems so simple and is done with so little fuss, but I wonder how many people ever give -a thought to how the driver gains his knowledge or to the severe tests of fitness to which every London taxi is submitted befo-re being passed for service.

The topographical knowledge of London includes knowledge of the exact whereabouts of principal streets, squares, gardens, public buildings, Government offices, places of interest, museums, police and county courts, coroner's courts, mortuaries, hospitals, town halls, clubs, theatres, music halls and other places of amusement; · not forgetting hotels. railway and underground stations, stores and the very numerous blocks of luxury flats in the West-End · or the suburbs which usually have some·high-sounding name like Berkeley Court.

Now a word or two of some of the fares we carry. I have driven Mr. George Bernard Shaw, Lady Astor, Mr. Clynes, Mr; Ramsay Macdonald, Mr. Winston Churchill, Prince Arthur;of Connaught, Mr. H. G. Wells, Mr. Ben Tillett, 0the late Earl Beatty, Evelyn Laye, Gladys Cooper and many other cele­brities far too· numerous to mention. At the other eiid of the scale I have driven crooks, confidence men, pugilists, etc.

Talking of crooks, waiting in the rank at Islington Gate one night, I picked up two

men whom I instinctively knew were a couple of "wrong 'uns." ·They ordered me to a public house in St. Brides, went in and asked me if I would have a drink with them. I had a teetotal drink (it doesn't pay to take anything alcoholic when driving) and they then explained to me in whispers that I was to wait outside the rear entrance of a ware­house in Shoe Lane, with my engine running. They would only take about ten minutes to load up, and-to use their own words­" You'll be all right for your corner." I told them that I understood perfectly what they wanted me to do, but that "doing a bust" (to use actual words again) was not a game of mine. They paid me off with a look of dis­gust and the last I saw of them was two shadowy forms walking down a . very dark Shoe Lane at 11 o'clock on a Saturday night.

Not all our fares are short ones .. A lady hailed me one morning. " Do you know the Military Staff College at Camberley? " she asked. I tolc:I her I did, and away we wenL I waited there three quarters of an hour and then: "Now go to the Hotel Metropole at Folkestone." This was 112 miles away, but we did the jomney without a stop, had tea there and .the lady visited friends. · .. Now back to Basil Street." Basil . Street is in Knightsbridge, London, but she said i_t as though it were just round the corner. Any­way we did the whole journey of 223 miles in 11 hours 4 minutes, including stops-not bad going for a taxi. It turned out to be a nice day?s work although I was rather tired at the finish.

Another fare, about two years ago, an old swell looking just like one of those adver­tisements for backache a,nd kidney pills (you know the type-one hand on his stick and the o_ther on the seat of h_is lumbago) stag-

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gered out of the " Rat's Hole" (Charing Cross Underground Station) walked over to my cab, a hew one of the latest type, and said '' I want this one." I pointed to the first cab, saying, "Take the first cab, sir, it's the one the King rode in." "I want this one," he barked. "Oh take the first cab," I urged," it is customary and besides it's the one the King rode in." Eventually he went to the first cab, one of a really ancient vintage, with an equally veteran driver. The old gent looked at the cab, then at the driver, and said for all and sundry to hear, " The one the King rode in? You mean the previous King, don't you?

I remember another incident at the same station during the period about six years ago when, with our fares reduced, it was possible to hire . a taxi for 6d. Out of the tube in. a terrible hurry comes a young blood and goes to the first cab. Before giving directions, he says to the driver in a thin piping voice: " I say, this isn't a very smart cab, is it?" The driver is rather old, very fat, and having had a bad day is in no mood for flippancies. He gives a look of withering scorn and says: " What do you expect, the ruddy Lord Mawr's coach for your blinking tanner? "

Perhaps you remember a beautiful . Aus­trian girl shooting herself in the boat train at Victoria about four years ago? Well, I drove the lady to the Board of Trade to get a gun licence and thence to the gunsmith's near the Haymarket where she purchased a small automatic pistol. I watched, through

· the window, the assistant demonstrating how to use the wea1Jon, little thinking . she was going t() commit suicide with the thing the same afternoon. It was a case of unrequited love.

In the course of our work we come across all types, all classes, all creeds and all races. French, German, Russian, Indian, Japs. Every nationality, . some good tem1Jered, some bad, most of them in a hurry and occa­sionally one like the dear old lady with the little dog who insisted on a certain cab out of the whole rank, much to the dismay of the first driver, who had been waiting a consider-

able time. When remonstrated with, she ex­plained that she was giving Fido a little exer­cise and that the cab she had chosen was the only one he could keep up with.

We fellows do realise that everybody can­not afford to tip. Whatever you do, don,t offer a driver a penny-all taxi drivers have finished buying toffee apples. Give some­thing or nothing at all-we understand. You may occasionally find a grouser, as in every other trade or calling. · One last incident. Scene: a traffic hold-up outside the Cafe Royal, Regent Street. Tightly jammed among other vehicles is a three-wheeler, the obviously proud owner of which is equipped with leather coat and fly­ing helmet with goggles-just like Mollison going on a transatlantic flight. The traffic is released, but our hero's engine, with a chug! chug! phut! conks out. He jumps out with a starting handle which he inserts in the engine situated near the rear wheel and turns with a terriffic swing which shakes the machine from front to rear. The engine starts, emitting a cloud of black smoke. His Nibs jumps into the driving seat-only to jump out again because the engine once more sparks out. This went on four · or five times amid an awful . din· from electric horns 'and hooters, when the by now exasperated driver of a taxi immediately behind shouted to the would-be airman: "Hi, you, yer three wheeled, four-eyed Jack-in-the . box" (inci­dentally that wasn't the exact word) "if you won't move that - contraption out of the -way, I'll get down and kick the blasted thing from · unde.r yer." Whereupon our hero pushed it into the kerb, all the other drivers telling him what to do with his three wheeler as they passed.

· And now, I wonder where my next fare will want me to go? Possibly Buckingham Palace, maybe the Peers' entrance to the Houses of Parliament, or perhaps it will be somebody who wants to play Fan .Tan and Pukka Poo, with a puff of opium afterwards, down in Pennyfields. Who knows?

A. F .. WALLDEN.

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In Defence of Democracy

THERE are so many mistakes and dis­tortions of the facts in friend · Colling­wood's article that it is rather a puzzle

to know: where to begin. It would be necessary to dissect . his statements. almost Jine by line to . deal with them adequately, and I am afraid tlie ·pressure on space would not pei:mit of such . exhaustive analy,sis: I should like, however, to deal with the fol­lowing points.

As to the February elections. The official figures given by the Secretariat of the Spanish Parliament are as follows.: Left Parties and Basque Nationalists, 4,838,000 votes (277 seats); Centre Parties, 449,000 votes; Right ·· Parties, 3,996,000 votes (132 seats). And this in an election run with the RightsCentre parties in power and by no means fairly, as many observers of varying political opinions bear witness. .

An important factor that is overlooked is the strength of the powerful ap.archo­syndicalist organis,atio:us, whose political philesophy did not permit participation in the election at all. This accounts, for the comparatively low poll in some parts of the country, e.g., only 69 % in Barcelona. The membership of the Anarchist Trade Union Federatiop_ (C.N.T.) has been estimated at over 1 million, or greater than the Socialist and Communist Unions combined.

In his anxiety to criticise the new Popular Front Government, Collingwood completely ignores the tactics of the defeated reaction­ary parties, who sought to discredit the new Government by provoking terrorism in the streets and then representing the· Govern­ment as incapable of keeping order and pro­tecting the lives of its citizens. The employers provoked, strikes and boycotted the Govern­ment's new · laws; the armed gangs of the Fascist parties assassinated leading members of the Popular Front, and received · the praise of the· reactionary press. The murder of

Calvo Sotelo (a monarchist leader) followed on the attempted assassination of Jiminez de Asua, the Socialist leader, · and the suc­cessful murder of both Seil.or Taraudo and Sefior Castillo, a popular young member of the Assault Guards and a member of the Socialist Youth League. It was known in Madrid that Calvo Sotelo . had . given the order for the killing of Castillo, who was avenged six hours later. Sotelo had declared himself a Fascist. some days earlier. in Parlia'." ment.

The principal cause of the rebellion was not the murder of Calvo Sotelo, but the republican Agrarian Reform. The wealthy landowning class (from which nearly all the army chiefs and officers were recruited) and the powerful Catholic Church- Spain's. greatest landlord-feared and hared the Agrarian Reform, which meant the end of their feudal privileges. The settlement of peasant families on the land taken from the· idle nobles was being carried out by the Popul~ir Front Government at the rate of '600 . settlements daily. The reactionary parties of the Right led by Gil Robles and Calvo Sotelo were determined to resist this: long-overdue reform, and the present revolt against true popularly elected Goverpment by the gang of criminal · generals who had sworn allegiance t<Y it constitutes ,the use of their last weapon.

finally, Fred shows rather astonishing ignorance of history by asserting that the Communists adopt a new role iJi supporting democracy against Right reaction. May l remind him of such outstanding examples as the Bolshevik's support of the democratic Government in 1917 at the time of the Komiloff revolt; . the action of the German Communists against the Kapp "Putsch"; and the participation of the Communists in the Kuomintang movement in China?

A. R. w.

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Peace without Honour

WELL, well, well, the truth will out. Mr. Roy Walker has . spilled the beans. He told us, in last month's

issue, that the Morley College Peace Council organised a meeting, but alas, " despite some publicity and announcements that a guest speaker from the Students' Forum woula ap­pear, the· attendance was less than at the earlier meeting."

Messrs. Walker, · Philip Lewer, and ap­parently many others disagree with my defi­nition of a pacifist as being one who believes in collective security and the . Covenant of the League. It is immaterial. Let us take Mr. Lewer's own definition of ·a "real paci­fist," that is, one who does not believe in '· coercion whether in personal, public, national or international life."

If we work back from Mr. Lewer's defini­nition we find it is based on the major pre­mise " Violence is morally wrong under every conceivable circumstance." What are :the implications of this?

Now I am goingJo ask.you to imagine you are· on an island with four other men. Two of · ytiur companions, however, have con­tracted some terrible mental disease, and armed· to the teeth as they are, you and your other two companions are in immediate danger of your lives. · You have a high re­gard for your two sane friends, one of whom is a Frenchman, and the other- a Russian.

You know, moreover, what has happened to your other friends, the Chinaman; the Abyssinian, and the Spaniard, who were set about, beaten up and killed while you stood by. What are you going to do about it? Are you going to let these two maniacs set about your two remaining friends, and if so, what is to become of you when you are left to face them alone?

That fundamentally is · the situation of Europe to-day. · What do Messrs. Walker, Lewer, and their intellectual Mr. Aldous Huxley propose w~ should do? While our comrades are being tortured in Nazi concen-

tration camps, ~nd the German Eagle flies in Madrid's suburbs, they would send us, hat m hand, to Berchegaden. They would have us cool our heels on Mussolini's door­step while his blackshirted hell-hounds are bestowing mustard gas civilization on Africa for the aggrandisement of II Duce. We are to stand by while men,. women-aye, and children are done to death by Moors-black and white. The poverty, suffering, and mal­nutrition of three. or four millions of our own unemployed, their wives and children are but nothing in the balance so long as we pre­serve internal peace and order. Peace, in fact, is to be bought at any price. There is no insult we cannot swallow, no humiliation we cannot endure, no sacrifice, suffering or hardship is too great, no injustice too intoler­able; there is no price too high to pay for that blessed word peace. For it we may barter body and soul. This is the peace we are offered, a peace based on social misery, that is without honour, and without justice, in whi~h tp.e Fascist thug reigns supreme.

Students of Morley, members of the class that maqe history in 1789, in Russia in 1917, and on the barricades of '48 and 1936, you of the Left-so freely abused by Mr. Huxley -what is your choice? Do the sufferings of your fellow Socialists in Germany, in Austria, in Italy and in Spain mean anything to you? Are you willing to sign away your right to struggle, to renounce your freedom of action, to throw in your hand and accept this dishonourable peace? .

Give Messrs. Huxley, Walker and Lewer their answer. Chase them back t<." the bomb­proof shelters from which they have crawled. Tell them, tell the whole world, that until we have rid civilization of capitalism, Fascism, and established a new world order, till then we will fight and keep on fighting.

When we have stamped out poverty, in­justice, and human misery that is capitalism, then only can there be any talk of peace.

C. L. POCOCK.

7 This Month's Short Story.

Paris-King's Cross By Leslie Matthews

M OTHER took my magazine and started to fidget with it. I was quite aware that the . well-dressed young

man was about to offer me his, so I looked out of the window. I was feeling tired after Paris, and was content to watch the ground .sliding by below. Two tremendously pre­.occupied business men were muttering at the nose e_nd of the cabin, like an extra engine.

" Clarice, I'm sure that man is a confidence trickster! " We all looked up. Mother per­sists in raising her voice when travelling by cair. She was glaring at the well-dressed young man.

I remDnStrated with her, although I knew it to be useless; there had been similar inci­•dents in Paris.

"Don't tell me," she nearly screamed, ~·' he's been giving ·us nasty sneaking looks ,ever since we left ,the .aerodrome. It is an ,outrage that we should be molested like this!"

I tried to divert her attention by pointing <0ut the -attractive scenery. But she wouldn't notice it.

I had wasted breath in Paris trying to con­-vince her that, even if · a man were a con­fidence trickster, it didn't matter if she already suspected him.

As for getting her to be quiet, I might as well have :tried to a1ter the shape of an egg. In a few minutes it was general knowledge _that we bad quite a lot of money with us because we had been to Paris on a shopping expedition. The shops, and the rate of ex­change -had overawed us, and we had bought nothing after all. She gave it out loudly and explicitly~· stigmatizing Paris, the. shops, the rate of exchange and the young mah. She addressed · all her remarks to me, of course.

The young man looked at me sympathetic­ally; I suppose my face betrayed my helpless­ness. He . came across to us: Directly he spoke it · occurred to me that mother had made more of a Jaux pas than usual He

seemed accustomed to dealing with people, and he had charm. ·

"I couldn't help overhearing," he said to me, and then turned to mother.

"You mustn't upset yourself like this , you know."

She looked ready to jump out of the win­dow at any moment. He gave her his card:

I looked at it. His name was Worthington, and .he had some sort of position in the Crim­inal Investigation Department.

It is a peculiar thing about about mother's obsession that if the suspect clears himself she puts him right at the other extreme of her opinion immediately. He nearly always troubles to persuade her to do this because he is sorry for the beautiful daughter of the m_ad old woman, and what better oppor­tunity to get to know her? In the last few days I had been laid open to a lot of this sort of thing, and I had had enough of it. Also this . man Worthington was in point of fact a policeman.

I nudged her as significantly as I could. She was all smiles, begging his pardon in a modified screech.

"You must think me a foolish old woman, but its not on my own account. You see, I have my daughter to think of! "

Fortunately we should soon be at Croy­don . I retired into my magazine and left her making silly inquiries about his life of adventure, while he tried to reassure her that really it was nothing like thaf

As we circled over the aerodrome she be­gan to fuss, and clung to his arm. She was sure that the pilot would run us into the hotel, at least.

By the time we were through the Customs, she had given him every opportunity to in­gratiate himself. I refused to encourage him for my part.

Before the coach could start, we had to wait for some people who had just arrived

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on another aeroplane, to get through the Customs; I took the opportunity to thank him.

I should have been content to let it go at that, . but . mother . fastened on to. him again.

She wanted to know:,how she could recog­nise a . confidence trickster.

He solemnly explained that it was rather difficult. They were up to all sorts of dodges. The really high-class ones studied their roles like actors, and some of them had amazing repertoires.

I could imagine him dictating his memoirs for the Sunday newspapers.

Mother was pleased but not much reas­sured. . Any one might be a confidence trickster, she thought.

He agreed. ! " If you are always on the look out you

are safe enough," he said. "On the other hand, it is best not to look for trouble, at any time."

That did not deter her. She said the man nearest the door had been taking nasty sneak­ing looks at her ever since we left the aero­drome. When we got out of the coach at Victoria, the man stood about, looking round, for it was obviously his first visit. She wanted him arrested on the spot.

Worthington said he could not do that. " At least you can accompany us to our

hotel," she demanded, "and see whether he follows us."

I bundled her into a taxi. " Mother/' I said,. " I shall take you

straight to an alienist, and have you certified."

He got in after me. He said, shamelessly, that he thought after all she might be right, and it wouldn't be much out of his way.

All the way to the hotel she gushed. She told him how we were going to enjoy our­selves for the next week, before retiring into the country again. Then bow we had lived all the year for the few days in Paris, and this week in London. She kept interrupting her­self to peer out of the little rear window at the following traffic.

We arrived at the hotel and he started to pay the fare.

" Whatever Iiext! " cried mother. ·~ Hurry and pay the man, dear."

" The money is in the little brown bag,"' I reminded her, " you have it." ·

" Of course," she · stammered, ". that is-'­oh dear, surely I gave it to you to hold?"

.· " Mother! " I cried, "vou haven't lost it?" Mr. Worthington paid the man," took us;

into the hotel and left us in a corner of the lounge. When he returned he said that he had been on the telephone to the aerodrame, and the offices of the air line, and they were going to ring back in half an hour. There was a hope .some one honest had found our little brown bag. .

Mother was quite sobered now, and ridic,.. ulously dignified.

" Mr. Worthington," she said, " I have no, hope of that. You have been more than kind to me, but you must leave me now to make amends to my daughter, whom I hav~ robbed of so much happiness. How are we; to get home, my dear? " she finished, turning to me.

He certainly had not gone to all this trouble for mother's sake.

" Look here," he said to me, "you. must not let this upset you. After all, they may find it yet, you know. In any case, you can't go straight hoine to brood about it. Have a. day or two up _here, any:way. Won't you · allow me," be took· out bis wallet, "a smaff loan-"

" Of course not," I said, " if we got to a police station they will see that we get home· all right."

" Always go to the man higher up. Now, to please me- "

" It is very good of you," said mother,. " but you must take some security. Let ine· see now. How about your ring, dear? "

He did not want to take it, but I made· him. He put it very caref~lly into his \\'.allet, without looking at it, but with a lingering­sort of look for me. Then he said that we must dine with him that evening.

~, And if you feel up to it, we'll do a show." He consulted his watch. "Lord! I have a conference at the Yard

in twenty minutes. I must fly. I'll call for you at seven then, _may I? "

I gave his taxi time to get away. Then I took mother's arm and marched her out of the hotel.

When we were round the corner, we took a taxi to our maisonette. It is quite near King's Cross if you know how to find it. I had just enough in my purse for the fare.

Once indoors I rounded on mother, and told her what I thought of her.

"Don't you realise," I finished, "you might have got us locked up? " But really it is no use talking to her; she just looks and smiles.

"I know, my dear; but it worked so beauti­fully in Paris, and when he started talking .-about roles and repertoires-"

I had to grin. And, after all, we had come ,out of it all right.

"You had better count this money," I said, ~, and where . is the little brown bag? "

She looked startled. " I ~hought you had it! " It was an effort, but I refrained from say­

ing anything. Instead, I had a good look at the notes.

They were counterfeit; almost as good imi0

tations as my paste ring. I felt I could not say anything more to

mother just then. I left her looking at the notes, and went upstairs to get into trousers .and a collar and tie again.

THE END. ___ ._ ____ _ FRENCH CLUB

The Dinner, notice of which was given last montli, is being held at the Shaftesbury Hotel on Saturday, March 6, 1937, and tickets will be available from the Committee and Class Secretaries. We may be assured of a good dinner, and dancing will be until midnight. Do not fail to book the date and look forward to a happy and congenial evening.

Once again we should like to remind you that meetings are still held on Tuesday and Sunday evenings. · Please ,come along. More news next month. It's special!-A. T; !Elvy (Hon. Sec.).

HOLIDAYS THAT ARE DIFFERENT

ORGANISED BY THE

AT HOME & ON THE CONTINENT The Fellowship arranges Social Holidays

in congenial company at moderate cost.

The following is a list of Continental centres for 1937 and in addition there are over thirty centres in the finest parts of Great Britain : -

Agno (Southern Switzerland). Ambach (Bavaria). Austrian Tirol Walking Tour. Bremen and the Weser. Brodenbach. Buochs (Lucerne). Central Switzerland Walking Tour. Dresden and Saxon Switzerland. Grindlewald (Bernese Oberland). Holland. Kandersteg (Bernese Oberland). Lofthus (Norway). Noqvay Ski Tour. Norway Walking Tour. Odenwalk, Black Forest, Upper Danube. Poland and Czechoslovakia, Rhineland Tours. Romsdal (Norway). Salzkammergut and Vienna. Steinach (Austrian Tirol). Selden (Austrian Tirol). Treboul (Brittany). Paris and Rouen. Yugoslavia. Zermatt and Sass Fee.

Write for free illustrated handbooks: "Summer Holidays , 1937," and" Summer

Holidays Abroad, 1937."

THE HOLIDAY FELLOWSHIP 142 Great North Way, Hendon, N.W.4

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A Holiday in Soviet Russia

0 N a fine Saturday evening in June we embarked at Hay's . Wharf, London

. . Bridge, on the Sovi.et steamer Sibie~. bound for Leningrad. The bustling activity was sufficient to keep our time interestingly occupied until our dep~rture; the loading of cargo; the embarkation of passengers ot all nationalities; the mixing and gradually asso­ciating with them; the sale of literature on board; and, not the least, a cinema show on deck showing the social . and economic pro­gress in the building of the New Russia. In quaint contrast was a film showing side by side the splendour -of the British Royal Jubi­lee Celebrations with glimpses of .the British :slums and Distressed Areas, with the pertin, ·ent caption: "Progress?"

The .weather was kindly dt!ring the whole of the five-day voyage an.d put the finishing touch to the complete enjoyment of a cruise which good service, comfort and conviviality would otherwise have made so, to the maxi­mum possible degree. It was n<?table that au-'·the passengers from America expressed their preference for the greater social con­geniality among both passengers and crew on the Soviet boat ovet that obtaining on the transatlantic lines, while the third class pc1s-

sengers were loud in praise of the superior: food on the Soviet line. The peacefuf beauty· of the Kiel Canal was in violent contrast with the known undercurrent of Nazi-Soviet ·hatred, and the polite anxiety of the Ger-· mans on the quay to· sell their English gin, cigarettes and chocolate to the Soviet-bound passengers at very cut prices, gave quite an. Alice-through0 the-looking-glass tone to the, whole. ·

Upon approaching Leningrad the spirit on. board seemed likened to a foeling that we were ·about to enter a real Land of Hope and Glory at last. No doubt it was in no way lessened by the open-air party on deck which had been held the previous night (in day-· light!), in which both passengers and crew­participated, but the enthusiasm . which. per-· vaded the entire party was .remarkable.

The beauty of Leningrad was little altered by modern innovation, and th_ough it ap-· peared somewhat the worse ~qr a state of dis­repair following the :revolution, wars and economic struggle, the renovation proceeds, apace. The streets are thronged, day and night, and the shops crowded, but above all,. the vitality and healthful appearance of the crowds. was most striking; in fact; I was . so,

-, anxious as to · the accurncy of this · last-im­pression that I was at pains to ask ·as many other visitors as I could for their opinions;. and without a single exception, · in spite of a wide variation in shades · of political opinion, it was confirmed.

Young Russia.

The appearance of Moscow _gives quite a different impression. Here there is a more· extreme mixture of the old traditional Rus­sian style of architecture (which, with its cnion-topped cupolas, I thought . hideous) and the assertive modern. The Underground railway is palatial, and as spotlessly clean as the streets, for leaving litter is as illegal as jay-walking. The trolley-buses (nicely off­setting the rather ramshackle· trams) the

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Moscow: Red Square and the Kremlin.

unique traffic-signals, the aerodrome, the fine sports stadium, the Park of Culture and Rest (wherein we parachute-jumped!), the Zeiss Planetarium~ these are some of the im­mernately manifest signs , of a progress mi-precedented in history. · ·

Perhaps the first impression to be. dis­pelled was one that seems curiously preva­lent in England: that <' you are shown only what they want you to see." Were that true, it seems that the number of their population they would require for herding purposes would cause a social and econcimic crisis. Of course, one goes about as unfettered as anywhere else, while numbers of our group who had relatives in the ' U.S.S.R. or could converse with the inhabitants had as unre­stricted opportunities of information as any­where else. Even in my short nine days in the U.S.S.R. I could write enough to fill a book, so in · a magazine article I can but touch on some of the many experiences I had.

Perhaps the most impressive was my visit to a " Bolshevo Commune," It was like a small manufacturing town, with its factories ,

recreation, sports and social ameruties, classes and lecture threatre, living quarters, shops and baby creches. All the workers in the Commune .were convicted law.breakers. There were 4,000 of them, the total inhabit­ants including families, being 9,ooo: The ·Soviet idea is, if a crime has been committed. to eradicate the cause, instil into the wrong­doers the correct idea of social duty and use­fulness, and provide them with the means of leading a useful and happy life to. enabie them to carry this qut.

Conversations with the workers strikingly showed that with those who had been there for some time, all sense of shame had be­come obliterated; they spoke of their past misdemeanours as a matter of course, view­ing them in the light of having progressed from an unfortunate stage . to one of re­

. co very, After they had served their time in the Commune they were free to leave it or stay, but many stayed on, as their lives and interests had become established there, con­ditions of pay and hours of work being uni­form with the rest of the Soviet regime.

The anti-re] igious museum I visited in

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Leningrad was housed in the magnificent cathedral of St. Isaac. Its main feature was exhibits relating to astronomy, in order to show some scientific facts about the universe in place of legendary myths. There was quite an absence of profanity, the tableaux relating to religion being directed against the history of the malignant political and eco­nomic influence of the church.

The One-day Rest Home was allotted in . rotation to various factdries and works for the : workers to have at their disposal-en­tirely free of charge-on their rest-day, the sixth day of the week. It was like a large · park with concert pavilions, games pavilions, dancing . enclosures, sports enclosures, shower and sun-bathing enclosures, deck­chairs on lawns, cafes. This was quite dis­tinct from the Park of Culture . and Rest to which the public had admittance by pay­ment and which contained nqt alone theatres, cinemas and some of the side-shows

with which English people are familiar at their fairs, but also gave opportunities for cultural development in wide variety; trapeze training, acrobatic training, tennis, cqrn­munity folk-dancing with instruction, chess, table-tennis.

A sight with which one became familiar­ised were groups of working people being taken round art galleries and museums and instructed by a guide; the impressive point about this was the interest they showed in it all. · · ·

My knowledge was further added to by visits to a machine tool factory and a collective farm- in fact, I was asked by my friends if this was a holiday or work. ·The answer is expressed in my fervent hope to revisit the U.S.S.R. at the earliest possible opportunity.

CLAUDE LYONS. Illus trations reproduced by kind permission of Intourist, Ltd., . agents to the State Travel Bureau of the U.S.S.R., who will be glad to supply any info,·mation about their

country.

WALKING: CYCLING: CANOEING: MOUNTAINEERING

HOLIDAY·s The following is ·a ·list of.Tours which will be.operated.from Whitsuntide onwards. Parties will be formed for earlier dates if bookings permit.

Road to the Isles : 15 Days £7 17 6 Tyrol : · 15 Days £13 10 0 National Forest Park : 8 Days £2 8 0 Norway : 16 Days £15 O 0 Lake District 8 Days £2 8 0 Salzkammergut 15 Days £ 15 · 15 0 North Wales : : 8 Days £2 8 0 Moselle 11 Days £8 17 0 North Devon & Exmoor 8 Days £2 8 0 Rhine: . : : . 9 Days £5 12 6 South Wales & Wye Valley 8 Days £2 8 0 Dalmatian Coast: 16 Days £19 0 0 The Peak Distri.ct 8 Days £2 8 0 Ardennes : 8 Days £4 6 ' 0 Denmark · 15 Days £9 17 6 Switzerland 15 Days £12 12 0 Black Forest 15 Days £11 4 6 Harz : 15 Days £10 10 0

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London Area Representative : Mr. H. A. Till , Grove Hill House, London, S.E .5

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Two Mutts who would a-Fishin' Go ! T all arose out of the '' too particular'.:

attitude ·of mind engendered by a week's motor-camping holiday . . · Campipg­

forsooth! Complete · with camp bed, air .mattress, electric light and "i.s." All the .amenities of civilisation on a pilgrimage .back to . nature. How · nature must have laff ed! As · a pukka hiker, normally holding motor cars in·profound contempt- but there .~J,was always willing to try anything once.

T'was 1 .40 by the town, clock as we drove slowly along Bodmin High Street. We had come non-stop from aristocratic St. Mawes,. and having lived on the fat of the Cornish land for a lazy week we had acquired aristo­cratic tastes. We wanted lunch-but our standards were almost fastidious. We would patronise only the inn with the restheticar.y pleasing exterior, the quaint name, and whose beer was of unimpeachable reputa­tion and quality.

Bodmin we found sadly lacking in sym­pathy with our mood. Cold, drab and un­interesting, we decided to shake the mudi of the ]2J.ace off our wheels and se,ek our idyll elsewhere . A nice little wayside inn, half­timbered and thatched for choice, perchance with roses round the latiice'windo,ws, and ol' course complete with apple cheeked serving

· wench and bewiskered yokel in the porch ..... .

Reader, do you know Bodmin Moor? Picture it then, on this day of driving showers, grey skies and cold . winds. AS winding its interminable greasy way over the moor's bleak contour. An abomination of desolation'. · Not a hous,e, not an inn, not a sign of human habitation for mile upon mile. Two minds with but a single thought. Ten minutes to closing time and not a drop of lunch iri sight. Bodmin in recession assuming as aspect almost attractive· when­quite . suddenly-salvation! Bricks and mortar ahead. An oasis in the wilderness­and an inn to, boot. Yet not an inn ... But 1 aritkipate. The place looked deserted-

was deserted, but no! praise the pigs! .there were voices ih the back room, voices which, when discovered, proved to belong to a " horsey " looking character in his shirt sleeves. and- the captain! or admiral, we never discovered which .

Could two thirsty travellers, by hook or by crook, obtain refreshment here? A ques­tioning look from the character to his com­panion, a combined once-over of .the travellers, and an answering nod of assept. Bread and butter, cheese and pickle had never tasted better. Thirsts quenched and appetites appeased, we enquired the extent of the damage, only to find that we had stumbled upon-not an inn at all-but a club, run by and for the benefit of the members of the various hunts which flourish ju that part of the world. None other than the old Jamaica Inn .of smuggling fame. We were the guests of " the captain" and would we sign th,e book please!

Well, naturally, courtesy demanded, nay, insisted, club or no club, upon thanks being returned in kind-, and I suppose one thing led to another, I really forget how many; but I do remember that we accepted our host;s ,invitation to-accompany him Upon his afternoon's trout fishing expedition " up the moor."

"Did we fish? . No? Ah; great sport, fishin.' Nothing like it-ever! We must learn- and why not at once?" He would give us our first lesson that very afternoon.

We followed him in his car, down a cart­track behi.nd the inn out into the wastes of moorland for, I suppose, a mile or so, until the track petered out at a broken°down gate. Then our host, dressed for the occasion com­plete with waders and plus waterproof, and we dressed for the bar-parlour with walking shoes and minus our raincoats, but full of­h'm-enthusiasm, hiked away into the very heart of the moor. If space were unlimited the tale of our adventure would make ~ood reading. How we learnt to'' cast," and how

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we caught ,everything in the land and water­scape (except fisli)-weeds, branches of shrubs, a dead water rat (suspected of hav­ing just died of laughing), ourselves, each other, everything, as I say, except fish.

Why is it, I wonder, that an innocent looking piece of catgut a few inches long can. as a result o.f a mere accidental flick of the ·wrist, tie itself into a vicious combination of all the knots in a sailor's repertoire and then some-reef knots, grannies, bowlines, streamlines, old knots, new knots, strange knots and what nots .

Pardon the digression, but I know I was unjustly accused of having ruined severa~ perfectly good baits that afternoon.

Then came rain and our utter discom­fiture. To date, our preliminary internal fortification had been proof against such trifles as wet feet and trousers and ruined shoes, and a few odd wears and tears and scratches. But even-the most potent ofsuch defences fail -in time, and I can think of no­thing . more effective · in accomplishing: a breakdown 'than a thorough sousing with cold, cl..inmy rain. The pendulum of one's outlook oJi life swings to the other extreme as first one and then the other of the victim's erstwhile warm and comfortable members is subj,ected to 'attack by cold water, . seeping through the clothing. A straight plunge, yes, even into ice-cold water, a shower bath or a rain storm in the nude~both exhiliarating to a degree- but the creeping, devastating calamity of being rain-s:o,dden---'--ugh!

But we stuck it- not for nothing were we wearing our old school ties, and not by one word did we betray our secret thoughts and feelings. _Our host, with the advantage of a fong,er period of internal preparation, and well protected externally, was cheerfully indifferent and apparently unconscious of the weather, He regakd us with fisherman's taies, o.Jd arid new. Told us of the great­great-!Zrandfather trout who lived in this very itrea~, whose progeny had prorvided him with many a good breakfast and whose pleasure now it was to, follow him up stream

watching the sport. Clapping his fins no· doubt at any example of really good play. "Oh, well caught, sir! No, missed him,. begad! Missed- a sitter like: that and call yourself a fisherman. Holy mackerel!!" ....

Picture then the plight of two nature lovers, at home with their mistress at last,. three miles from, the shelter of their Morris.­Ten, drenched and disillusioned, but polite to the last. Yes, there was a last, The rain soaked through to his consciousness six p.m. and we made tracks- deep, soggy tracks, for home. Spiritless and fish1ess, but at least two of the party sadder ,and wiser men. Wiser, certainly! Had we not learnt to cast, to swear like- fisherman, and to face mis­fortune stoically? But Jet me finish the stocy. Arrived back at the cart track our host proved what a truly perfect fisherman he really was. When fortifications are des~ troyed the sensible soldier takes the first opportunity of rebuilding them. So does the sailor--:-and the fisherman. What happened to the bottle I can't for the life of me remem­ber, but with: the blood again coursing through our veins and . with spirits we:n revived who cared · that the twenty miles toi Launceston were covered in pyJamas and overcoats. They were dry anyhow. . . .

But in retrospect I often wo:ndet, knowing what sailors are; whether our friend and tutor was really so oblivious of the agitated elements as he appeared to be. After all he :·had a home to go to. PISCES. ____ ..., ____ _

. FOOTBALL CLUB The club 'is havfog a very indifferent time on the. fielcl

this season, due to the Secretary trying to emulate the late· Ml'. Herbert Chapman, of the Arsenal, with tragic results. . We are · pursuing our policy of team building for the future, having already signed on, at great expense, two, dashing players, Messrs. Smyth and Tylee. These two­players \:ame to us with great reputations. The letter ra:ck in the common-room already has to be de.ired daily of' their fan mail. Smyth is known as the flying wing half-back, and Tylee as the fighting full back. '

. No doubt with the acquisition o.f such a brilliant pair, ou'r defence should be more shaky than it has been hithertQ,,._ and opposing forwards should score plenty of goals against

· such a. collection of Juniors. The. crowd yells for goals, and . g,;>al.s we. are.Jletermined'

to give th.em. · .. ·

An International

Summer School in Tirol

THIS summer the International f riends~ip League is organising an mterestmg summer school at Maier­

hofen in the Ziller Valley (Tirol). Maier­hofen is not far from Innsbruck, nor frQm Kitzbtihel; it has often been called the " Pearl of Tirol." Here the kindness and good humour of the inhabitants, the beautiful scenery, the picturesque ancient costumes, the quaint folk dances, everything seems to conspire to make a holiday a unique experience, which one is not likely to forget. Who­ever stays in this district for a few days soon falls under the spell of its charm, and I should be very mu-eh surprised 1f many of those who will go to Maierhofen this summer did not repeat their visit next year.

It is impossible for me to give in this short article a full description of Maier­hofen and the surrounding district; but I advise those who are interested to apply to the Austrian Railways for their excellent leaflet; " Maierhofen-Ziller Tal," which contains much useful information. ·

An effort will be made to create a real international atmosphere (students from at least six different European countries are expected to join) ,and to combine an attractive holiday with the study of iangu­ages and the history of literature and civilisa­tion. The classes will be held in the morn­ings; the afternoons and evenings will be devoted to excursions and entertainments.

The school will be divided into two sec­tions. a German and an English section. in the German section students will be able to join either beginrters', intermediate or ad­vanced classes. The classes will be taken by fully qualified University graduates who will use pictures, lantern slides and sometimes

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Vienna: St. Stephen's Cathedral.

even films and gramophone records to illus0

trate their lectures. The lecturers in the German section will all be eminent Austrian professors. .

As the aim of the courses is mainly to gi\,e students an opportunity to improve their knowledge of English or German and to help them to get an insight .into the political de­velopment, the literature and the art of the country whose language they are studying. the· German section of the school will only be accessible to those whose native language

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:is not German; in the same way students from all countries except England, the U.S.A. or the British Empire will be admitted to the English section.

A considerable number of German and Austrian students are expected to join, and so English students who are anxious to prac­tise their German will be able to do so . .

The school will be open during the whole of the month of August. There will be two .departures from London: the first on July 31, the second on August 14. The minimum stay will be twelve days; the tour will be com­bined with a week-end in Vienna for those who have only a fortnight's holiday; the others will be able to spend a week or more in Vienna, if they so desire.

. As the lecturers, who are interested in the school, are offering their services free of charge, and the hotels have agreed to grant a considerable reduction, the price for a fort­night's holiday including fares, lectures, a ·week-end in Vienna and full accommodation in Tirol and Vienna would cost only approxi­mately £12 10s.; cheap camp accommoda-

tion will also be provided; in this case the expenses for a fortnight's holiday will amount to approximately £10 10s.;, tq.ese :µgures are subject to alteration, as an our arrangements have not yet been completed, but they are not likely to be increased. Of course, the ex­cursions are not included, but we shall .pre­pare a full estimate so that students may .have an idea of how much pocket-money they will require.

Bookings will be received by Mr. Ronald Plant, Organising Secretary, International Friendship League, 13, Tavistock Square, W.C.l, from February 1. Please book early, as the number of participants is strictly limited. ·

We hope that many Morley students will join the summer school, as I am one of the organisers, I shall be pleased to give. any additional information; but I must ask stu­dents to put their questions in writing and leave their letters for me in the Common Room. E. A. DE BEVERE.

Illustration reproduced by kind p~rmission of the Austrian State T ravel Bureau.

The Holiday Fellowship The Fellowship provides Guest Houses and

organises holidays in many of the finest scenes in Britain and Abroad, and is ever .seeking to break fresh ground.

The international work of the Fellowship is considered to be particularly important at the present time, for holidays are arranged in most of the European countries, where facilities are available for real contacts with :people of other nations, and thereby work is done for promoting understanding between the peoples of the world.

True contacts are made whether in German forests, in the Swiss or Austrian mountains, on the charming coasts of Brittany . or with the Scandinavian peoples among their mountains and fjords . _ Guests stay at country Pensions or Hotels for a week or a fortnight, or for a night or two whilst on tramping tours.

Those who desire to learn the art of rock climbing and glacier traversing can do so under the supervision of experts, · whilst those whose desires run to easier walks on wooded hills or excursions on Swiss or Italian lakes are also well catered for.

Particularly on German tours is there ample opportunity for learnin.g the language, and some of these parties will be composed of Germans and Dutch peoples as well as British.

At home or abroad long happy open air days are spent exploring rocky coasts and climbing wind swept hills · ahd mountains, and when at the Guest House again in the evening the guests co-operate in a wonderful way to give that necessary mixture of jollity and fun with times for music and discussions, which are so essential for the balance of the holiday.

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Hiking in Bonnie Scotland

IT was the first hike of the holiday, so natu·r.­ally everyone was excited about it. . We were all vying with each other to show how

sensibly we were attired. Groups of ladies were standing in· corners examining each other's boots, the damsel who sported hob­nails coming in for a great deal of attention. A few timid novices were shivering round the barometer · making speculations on the weather and wondering if it were possible to smuggle an umbrella out of the house withs out anyone noticing. The gentlemen of the party who had been with the sa:flle organiza­tion before, and were bursting to sn . how well they knew the order of the pro­ceedings, were rushing about looking for the luncheon bags, while the really old hands were making themselves scarce in an attempt to avoid being saddled with one until it was nearly time for lunch. The excitement ran high. '

So ecstatic were we all, that nobody thought of waiting for the Guide, who always rose.Jen minutes later than anyone else, and the party set off down the lane, minus Guide, ·cheerfully going it knew not where, and everyone following the grottp before it.

At the end of the lane the leaders of the party came to a halt. They-had-discovered that the Guide was missing. · Meanwhile, the Guide, having setoff,with aJew of his friends in the opposite direction, had discovered that the party was missing. He was a sensible man, this Guide. He obviously did not be, lieve in wearing oneself out more than was necessary, so accordingly he despatched one of his minions to find the missing party. ·

When we had been made to see the error of our ways, and had caught up with the Guide, we found him. sitting on a stile, equipped with map, compass, and knapsack, with a disdainful smile on his lips. After a few sarcastic rem.arks, which were supposed to damn the spirits of the erring flock, but which did not, as no one understood them,

the Guide proceeded to lead us by the route which he intended us to follow.

When we arrived at a brook which was too, wide to jump, the Guide started to display his superior knowledge by hurling large flat. stones into the stream, so making a ford. Having splashed half the party in the process, . he crossed to the other side, and; taking up ­a majestic stance, smiled superciliously at. those who did not, like he, avoid the stone in. the middle which happened to be shaky.

We then continued to walk up and slide down a few more hills, until at last orie bright. soul suggested lunch. Smiling contemptu-­ously, the Guide gave his imperial consent. When everyone was seated around the lun-. cheon bags, he deigned to accept a sandwich,. and launched into a thrilling account ofhis . former hiking exper~ences. "Of course," said he, taking another sandwich, "when I was walking in Arran, it was quite usual for U& to go without food for a whole day .... Yes, please, I will have some lettuce. . . . You mustn't be particular about your meal-­times in an expedition of that kind" (with a meaning look at the miserable creature who , had suggested lunch). "Give me a look-in on those pork-pies-yes, the large ones. . ... In such desolate country, you know, you have to get things . . . biscuits-thanks . . . when you can. I say, are there any dates. knocking around?"

We had just reached a village when it started to rain, so we took refuge in a barn to, debate our next move. "Those who wish may catch the bus a mile further on," said' the Guide, consulting his map, "the rest,, . (with a sweeping glance which- implied that good hikers never take the bus)-" the rest will walk the remaining six miles with ine. There are only two more hills to cross, and' this isn't real Scottish rain-a mere drizzle-in Arran it never stops raining.'' ·

We splashed up the street and the party in which I now happened to find myself

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invaded the bus, while the rest continued on their way. It was at this point that w·e in the bus had the privilige of witnessing a remark­able phenomenon. Our amphibian friends all simultaneously lost their memories! At least, that was the only way in which we could explain it, for as we drove past them, cheerfully waving and uttering words of en· couragement, no glimmer of recognition ap­peared on their faces, no answering smile did we receive. We belonged to the unknown. So much so that the other occupants of the bus thought we were imposters, and were only pretending to be hikers.

It had been arranged that we should join up for tea at another village, but not until we had finished tea and were ready to start for the station did we see the Guide and a few of his satellites. While we were endeavouring to bring the latter back to consciousness, the Guide was busily employed emptying, the tea-urn of its contents. "Where are the others? " we asked. When be had drunk his fifth cup and finished off the bread · and butter he became aware of our existence. " The others.? " he repeated. " Oh, aren't they here? They must have got mislaid on the way. I can't think how they managed it-it''\vas perfectly simple-they only had to follow me. And now let us catch the.train."

Hours later, when we had repaired the day's damage, and _the peaceful atmosphere of our Centre was disturbed only by the clicking of many knitting-needles and · the voice of the Guide telling tales of travel to his intimates, we were startled to hear ear-split­ting yells at otir very door, occasioned -by a huge band of tramps who were surrounding the ho-µse . Their appearance suggested that they had spent the last three weeks walking from Cornwall through all the mud they could find, and we were about to telephone for the police to take them away, when the one bright soul our party could boast i:ecog­nised the very pair of hobnailed boots · with which a certain brave damsel had started the d~y-'s wanderings. Yes! It was our long-Jost brethren!

" Of course," said the Guide at dinner, "to-day we had a mere jaunt, just as a begin­ning; to-morrow we'll go·· for a real hike .. "

" PIM." ----------"Here we go · a Y ostelling ,,,

THE word " Hiker" is dead-dead as a door nail. The word was coined by the Press gang when the game of Rambling

was taken up as a stunt, but with the return to sanity the ramblers came into their own name again. There has, however, been a cry for some more comprehensive word. Those who indulge in wayfaring have been classi­fied by one wit as wenders, ascenders and sus­penders, but bogtrotters, I think, is grand and yostellers is, to my mind, the ideal name for Youth Hostelites. .

However, if you are a rambler, bogtrotter, yosteller, wender, ascender or suspender, you belong to that Brotherhood of Big Boots, and during the coming summer, this same Brotherhood will wander to all corners of Europe-all members of a junior league of nations, carrying the spirit of friendship to young men · and young women in other countries.

And where will you go a wandering? What about Scotland? The National Forest Park which comes

almost to the back door of Dunoon · will make a bonny playground. You can scramble among the Bens, bogtrot across the Moors, dally in the Glens; Yostel every night, and even watch Bryant and Mays matches grow in a neighbouring Glen.

Do you contemplate a walking tour in England or do you imagine yourself in Nor­way, or saying "Prosit" in a German beer garden (or " Skoll " in the Carbsberg Brewery Copenhagen). Would you like to be climbing the Fe]dberg in the Black Forest, or perhaps spend a night at the White Horse Inn of Salzkammergut.

Wherever you go, whatever you do, think out your holiday carefu1Iy-those few days are so precious. ToM S. HALL.

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From a Rambler· s Diary

SUNDA Y.-A crowded train and boat journey to Ryde for a week's stroll round the Isle of Wight. Sun decides to smile.

Pleasant walk below Puckpool Park, along Appley Wall, passing the maximum of strange beings wearing the minimum of .clothing. Mild swear about paying a penny toll for the use of a private road. Delicately traced lines of Seaview Pier much admired.

Fifty per cent. of old St. Helen's church tower voted rather comical; no views about missing half. Sixpenny ferry-charge across narrow strip of water to Bembridge didn't look so good. Bembridge has few visitors; ,cause and effect, no doubt.

On round Whitecliff Bay, with some ener­getic moments spent clambering over · slip­pery rocks. Then up Bembridge Down, for ia comprehensive view of coastline.

Now inland to Brading, cooled by a falling shower. Brading has the smallest " Town Hall " conceivable-simply an enclosed :space in which are the old stocks and whip­ping-post, with a room above in which meet­ings ars still held. Rain began to fall heavily. Church nearly inspected, but

Sandown not approved. Definitely a snob­bish, look-down-its-nose-at-you place. And did ever a town make so much fuss abo~t its lake? Everywhere were sign boards which read: "To Lake." (N.B.-A later discovery: "Lake" is a village. . . .)

By moth-eaten cliff-paths to Shanklin. Old village. Chine: " . . . the foliage forms an unbroken canopy of glistening green." (Ex­cuse, me, I purloined this poetic bit.) Land­slip. Very picturesque walking here. Luc­combe Chine. Less showy but more exhilar­atingly wild than Shanklin. Tea later taken in fine woodland setting, with the calm sea peeping through the trees. Did sketch of this in notebook, but it looks like a dog's dinner.

TUESDAY.-Stiff climb up St. Boniface Down. On across Wroxall Down and back to sea in time to take in the Undercliff. Very lovely. Another small church viewed at St. Lawrence-so tiny that former rector struck head against lintel of doorway and died from injuries.-R.I.P.

Coast from here to St. Catherine's Point much baslled .. about. At Binnel Bay an ex-

unobliging verger locked door f:!!!!!=====================~ at unpsychological moment. Swallows' nests in church porch. Parent swallows stayed out on telegraph wires in rain rather than betray whereabouts of nests. Baby birds in nests screeched desperately. Wily parents much perturbed, but would not return home till de­parture of foreign bodies from porch.

MONDAY. - Sun smiles again. A spot of upward

:Down-work, . followed · much later by a descent in the direc­tion of Sandown. Much marshy land discovered in valley, with a deplorable dearth .· of bridges in the 'right places. . Shanklin.

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wall stands untidily about in bits, the sea gurgling triumphantly over, under, · in· anct out its divided foundations. · ·

St Catherine's Lighthouse inspected; also its keeper. Said the latter, indicatmg a skewy plumbline: " We're going west, you know­faster than most things." · And again: "The fog-syren does two · blasts a minute: I often do more."

A real tropical garden found near the lighthouse, and tea taken in the shade of palm trees.

Blackgang Chine. Admission sixpence, or spend a shilling in the bazaar. Tip for the careful: buy a packet of twelve views of the Isle for your bob. "And oh! when you get there, you'll gasp out your delight," gushed Wilhelmina Stitch, and got paid real money for it; and the whole sticky ode is reprinted on a sickly yellow bill.

Chale.-The best place on the Isle. ·Its background of downs, its sturdy church, its rugged coastline stretching away like a map to the Needles, make it worthy of visiting and re-visiting.

WEDNESDA Y.-:--On round coast, much broken here by· chines . . Some retracing of ·steps--owing to these gaps.

To summit of Afton Down, for a com­manding view; then down to . Freshwater

. Bay. Parked awhile 9n limpet-covered rocks · near entr.ance to caves. Watched juvenile · humanity playing wit_h tiny boats in little pools. Gran4 to be young. Wish I had a little boat.

Discovered jolly guest-house at Fresh­water. Mrs. C., mother -of eleven children and honorary . godmother to hundreds of. cyclists and hikers, walks about with a pet jackdaw on her shoulder; refuses to let any­body be dull in her home-from-home. · ·

THURSDA Y.----:-Reluctant to leave guest­house: . Set out for top of Tennyson Down eventually; SpJ½"nc!:id view of NeedJes, Down to. Alum ('' Coloured Sands 1') • Bay> 'Every­body · collecting tons of the stuff. Motor­boat trip to Needles Lighthouse. Shown round by sociable W~lsh keeper. (Domestic

detai_l: 2 p.m. and beds not made!) Good view of gulls and young on rocks. "

Discovered proletarian corner of Isle-. Colwell Bay. Inland now. Found River Yar. Walked beside it through much private property, making triumphal entry into Yar­mouth through strictly private grounds of gas-works. Yarmouth pleasing for smooth harbour, variegated craft, old-world and new-world boating air, bit of old castle, pier for very modern steamers. On to Shalfleet,. finding " cheap " accommodation at farm­house.

FRIDAY. - "Cheap" accommodation works out at: Ordinary inn prices for very inferior everything . .

Shalfleet difficult to lose_.· Returned almost to town twice after following likely foot­paths out. · Got to Calbourne at last and. discovered Winkle Street- a picturesque row of cottages fronted by a musk-banked little stream.

Climbed to highest spot and came. by de-­lightful, rabbit-haunted route to Caris­brooke. Did Castle; 800-year-old well is big-­gest attraction here; 350-year-old draw-wheel is worked by donkeys. Inspected church,. " restored" by a glorified set of jerry-builders. Local lady expressed almost unladylike criti­cism of these outrages. Inspected Roman village in vicar's garden. No 'charge. WeU worthy money paid . . . . Arrived Newport.. Visited· cinema. Better than church or villa ..

SATURDA Y.- A bad break. Took wrong road . out. Intended to give Cowes: the go-by, but got there after all. Net result: about eight _miles of unnecessary roadwork, a morning spent in the dreariest corner of the Isle and stock of swear-words used up. Spirits rose on reaching Fishbourne Creek.. Evening spent lazily at Binstead with friends.

SUND A Y.- To Ryde again, and so back to lousy London. A most successful week,. marred oriiy by dull morning in Cowes neigh­bourhood. Shall re-visit the Isle early and often. PHILIP LEWER.

Illustration ·by courtesy of the Southern R ailway Company.

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Camping in Spain

E IGHTY members of the Camping Club of Great Britain and Ireland left Vic­toria Station on May 30, 1936, to.attend

the Fourth International Camping Rally, which this year, was being held at Barcelona. Rucksacks were soon hoisted on the racks in the Continental Express, and eight hours later we were in Paris sightseeing. At 10 p.m. we left Paris in a special coach attached to the Toulouse Express and there changed trains for Puigcerda (the Spanish frontier town) and again for Barcelona, where we arrived at 10 p.m. on Sunday.

Friendly Catalan campers gave us an en­thusiastic greeting at the Barcelona Norte Station and after a drive, we arrived at the Government Agricultural College at Caldes de Montbui. We had just time to pitch tents when we were hustled to the Camp Fire, where we broadcast camp-fire songs from within a circle of two or three thousand people, and although travel-stained and weary; we were able to do ourselves justice. Mr. Peter King, also a Morley College student, led the singing with his guitar for an accowpaniment.

The next day we entered into the fun of the Rally; visiting other nationalities, watch­ing their camp amusements and enjoying their sing-songs. We had many visitors to the British camp, and for all of us, it was an atmosphere of friendship, where differ­ent nationalities were able to meet, united by a love of the open air and with no inter­national rivalry as there often is with inter­national sport. . The following day was one that we shall

always speak of with pride. After carrying out a programme of sightseeing in Barcelona we were invited by the Mayor of Barcelona to visit him and, in a magnificent hall, he gave us a kindly welcome. In another hall refreshments were served to us. We then crossed the square to the Generalidad-the centre of the National life of Catalunya­and there the President, Senor Luis Com­panys, graciously received and welcomed us.

The next J;ilorning . we set out by chars-a­bancs for Montserrat, and towards lunch­time we started the precipitous climb to the Monastery, which is sheltered by gaunt rocks that stand out impregnable and for­bidding, and can be seen for miles around. This is said to be the legendary mountain of Parsifal and Lohengrin. The monastery is richly decorated,. and although beautiful to us it seemed artificial in its ornate showy beauty. The richly-clad figures of the Virgin and Child were carved in black stone and had black faces; the Virgin's features, we thought, being distinctly Moorish in appearance. ·

The next day we folded our tents, but did not steal silently away. We went to Bar­celona to spend the day sightseeing and to catch the night boat to Palma, the capital of the beautiful island of Majorca.

Fifty-two campers embarked on the Palma steamer at Barcelona port, said farewells to Catalan friends who had come to see us off, and. we steamed . out of the harbour on the 126-mile crossing to Palma. We were astir with the first streak of light and watched the dawn break over the sea, when every-

· thing began to take on soft colouring. The island of Majorca came into view and as we drew nearer the white buildings .of Palma stood out clear-cut in the dazzling sunshine.

We were happy to settle down again in a small wood at Ca's Catala with the blue Mediterranean at our tent doors. Palma was near at hand and visits were made to its lovely cathedral. We wandered in the shady streets and purchased salads, fruit and various provisions for our meals in camp; we did not always enjoy the strange Spanish food in restaurants.

We were glad to relax at Ca's Catala, after the activities of the Rally, and here we en­joyed perfect bathing with golden sands to sit on, or rocks ·to clamber over and the sea the bluest we had ever seen. Various activi­ties were enjoyed here-a bull-fight in.Palm~ was attended by some and a little mountain

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climbing was enjoyed by others. Ca's Catala is the playground for the inhabitants of Palma, and on Sunday, many. British resi­dents came to see us and greeted us in a v.ery friendly way. Sp~nish people came too, with grandparents and babies and various pots and pans with which to cook food over the little wood fires. How care-free and light­hearted · they seemed to be and some of our men, clad in flannels and tweed coats and heavy walking shoes, joined in the Spanish ring games and dances and very clumsy they looked, as they ·linked arms and hands with the Spanish men, women and children who were dancing in sprightly fashion, with al­pargatas on their feet.

On Tuseday morning, most reluctantly, we packed our kit and the strike being oyer, our chars-a-bancs arrived to take us to our next site: We made a stop at Valldemosa to visit the monastery and the rooms where Chopin lived when he came to Majorca w1th Georges Sands, and was thought to be dying. His piano was sent to him and is still treas­ured here and we looked at this thoughtfully and remembered that on this piano some of Ch~J;?in's · wonderful works were composed. We wandered into the little garden, with its roses and gay rock plants and admired the lovely view of the mountains and valley.

We continued or journey by a mountain­ous coast road to Puerto de Soller, our last site. We pitched our tents in terraced olive groves with glorious mountain and sea views and wished our stay had been a long one: I remember Soller at night with a velvety star­spangled sky and black and silver sea, and Soller by day with bright mountain and sea views and some of its gardens full of roses, climbjng flowering shrubs · and masses of pink geraniums, with stems as large as sma11 tree trunks.

We enjoyed perfect bathing here and walking expeditions. · One morning some of our men g.rose · at dawn and with a guide, climbed to the summit of Puig Mayor, 4,700 feet in height, and the highest peak in the island.

· On our last evening we all met for a fare­well dinner party. Friday morning-our last morning-came; kit was . packed and with many last looks at our lovely surroundings, we climbed into the special train to start our long journey home-sixty hours away lay England. We caught the night boat from Palma, said last farewells to Catalan friends at Barcelona station, travelled across Spilin and France and on Sunday afternoon were crossing the Channel. And were we tired? Not at all. We gathered round Peter, who started to play bis guitar and we sang camp fire songs, and at 6 o'clock were at Victoria Station, saying farewell to those · friends whose company we enjoyed so much in lovely Sunny Spain. E. SMITH. -----------

MUSIC NOTES The- String Orchestra Concert, which usually takes place

in November, was this session postponed until February, and will be given on Saturday, the 27th. As a ra<iult. of the postponement, it lias bee:n possible for a more than usually ambitious programme · to be prepared in the extra time available, and of this fact Mr. Foster bas taken full advantage J:>y including a Sibelius work, " Romance in C," in his programme. This is quite a new venture for the Junior Orchestra, but one that is certainly worth while, for the Sibelius Romance is a fine work. It remains .to be seen whelh,er Morley String Orchestra will do justice to its dramatic intensity.

As usual at •these concerts, solo parts will be played by students. This year two of Miss Kemp's piano pupils will be put on their mettle in the Handel Piano Concerto in B flat and one by' Haydn in D, Another· very interesting work will be the Vivaldi Concerto in G minor, while the Modems will be represented by Vaughan-Williams' " Charterhouse Suite." No music lover can deny that Mr,

·Arnold Foster has compiled a programme of exceptional interest for the String Concert. Make a note of the date, Saturday; June 27.-L, R,

-------.- -FOLK DANCE CLUB

. Our big event for February is a Supper-Dance at Maison Lyons, Shaftesbury Avenue, when we again carry folk­dancing into London's West End: Tickets are 4s, 6d. each and must be obtained beforehand from the Secretary or Committee, Our guest of honour will be Miss Hall, for some years secretary of the club.

The date of our next spring week-end gathering is fixed for April ·16-19, at High Leigh Conference House, Hoddes-­don . There will be morning and afternoon classes for Morris, Sword, English and Irish country dances, with general party dancing in the evenings, Mr: Callender will be Q.C. Dancing, with Mrs. Callender and Mr. Terrington as chief music providers. Best of aU is the fact that fees are reduced.-Robert Ash, Hon. Sec.

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" The Moon in the Yellow River "

If I were to say that "The Moon in the Yellow River" is the biggest play written since the Great War, I know I should be rushing in to where angels would fear to tread. But I think one might justly say that the play is the most significant.

The drama of the play itself is constructed out of the abortive attempt to destroy the Shannon electricity scheme which provides the whole of the Irish Free State with elec'tric power. The motive is the prevention of the industrialisation of the country . . Although ther.e · is no record of such an attempt, the circumstances of the scene are perfectly true to life.

However, the intention of the author, Denis Johnston, is not to discuss whether this presumed industrialisation would take place. Rather is it to dramatise the struggle of the protagonists in the play. He presents on the

stage the tragedy of the mechanisation of modern life. Because he never allows the play to become propaganda, the arraignment of Western culture is the more incisive and. dramatic.

It may seem a far cry from the guerrilla struggling of a handful of Irish rebels to the larger racial antipathies of modern Europe, but I feel that the same discontent that Denis Johnston has so cunningly woven into the traffic of the stage is the discontent that is fermenting so strongly on the larger Euro­pean stage.

When the play is presented by the College Dramatic Society on Saturday, February 13, I hope all Morley students who are interested in what is so glibly called the international situation, will be there to give the play · a hearing. They will receive plenty of food for thought. N. M.

The Carol Concert

The Carol Concert on December 20 was a cheerful function, compered by Mr: Foster, in his inimitable fashion. The audience gave a good account of itself in a number of carols with the assistance of choir and orchestra, and as usual, heartily appreciated its own efforts.

Apart from this the most ambitious item was .a Bach cantata "Come Redeemed of Our Race." It received a good performance from soloists, choir and orchestra, the open­ing elaborated choral being particularly well done. The device of taking Bach solo numbers by a number of voices, when skil­fully handled, has much to recommend it. The sweeping melodic lines gain by a firmer outline and steadier control than they usu­ally get from a solo voice. I had previously heard the air "Come Jesu Come," taken by a solo voice and thought it rather boring, but

it revealed itself at this performance as an exquisite pastorale of most moving quality.

The Choir sang as sensitively as always in a number of carols of which I would especi­ally-mention an effectively written setting for female voices in the modern manner of " A New Year's Carol" by Joan Western.

The orchestra was in form and gave a good account in Harty's "Water Music" (or should I say Handel's?), and a Ballade of Liadoff, and got through Grainger's "Molly on the Shore". without much to spare. The sporting interest of the last event roused the worst instincts of the audience which success­fully demanded to see the equilibration act repeated.

I hope the Silver Collection was as satis­factory as the excellent · evening's entertain­ment.

H. G. J.

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Letters to the Editor PACIFICISM HAS WORKED?

Dear Sir, - Your nai:ve contributor, " Absolutist," cites Penn and the Quakers as evidence that pacifism has worked. He does nothing to show that to-day it would work.

Two obstacles present . themselves to-day. The importance to many rulers of creating an internal unanimity -of their people by an alleged menace from another nation; and a diversion of the workers' attention from­their economic conditions by the same device.

A concentrated Press campaign would, if for any reason our Government wished it, within one week from to 0day have us all howling for the blood of the Icelanders.­¥ ours, etc., · "Sceptic."

COMMUNISTS AND DEMOCRACY. Dear Sir,-I was interested .to learn from

an editorial footnote in the January issue of the Magazine that mine is a voice. crying in the wilderness. May I lift up my voice again?

First, to thank A. G. Eperon for elaborat­ing in his article my contention that before the outbreak of the rebellion in Spain the Popul~ Front Government f~iled to ke~p law and order. Without holdmg any bnef for the late Calvo Sotelo, I would also sug­gest that a man is entitled -to a trial. before his execution: Within two days of his mur­der civil war broke out, and to many Spani­ards' his death did mean the culmination of many outrages. Here I should like to ask why Mr. Eperon accuses me of taking my story from the Press when two-thirds of his own article consists of quotations from a correspondent of The Times. . . _ .

I notice, too, that the spo1lmg tactics of the Communists in France are airily dis­missed as "criticism." Perhaps this explains why quite recently all the Communist. mem­bers of the Army Committee of the Chamber abstained from voting when a motion of no confidence in. the War Minister, M. Daladier, was moved. They were upset because he refused to allow the sign of the clenched fist as a recognised salute in the army. The

speech of Leon Blum at the last meeting of the National Council of the Socialists is en­lightening on the attitude of the Communist Party to the Popular Front.

But the piece df! resistance is -Mr. · Mile­fanti's letter. Were it not for the tragic out­come · of the Salengro affair, it would be amusing. Long before the Popular Front was formed in France the Communists

_ attacked Salengro's word · record-see the Populaire du Nord-and one Communist paper, the Enchaine du Nord even questioned Madame Salengro's private character.-Yours, etc., Fred Collingwood.

MORLEY . DRAMATICS. Dear Sir,-I have been waiting for a very

long time for the College Dramatic Society to show some spark of intelligence in its choice of plays. We have had a long line of rather aruemic, West-End near-successes worthy neither of the pains taken in produc­tion or the abilities of our amateur actors ·and actresses.

I am more than delighted to see that the next production is to be " The Moon in the Yellow River." Are we at last to see our Dramatic Society showing some enterprise, or wilt they revert to their usual standard as soon as they realise the enormity of the offence they are committing-performing a good play!-Yours, etc., H. E. Higgins.

A SPOT OF PRAISE. Dear Mr. Editor,-! should like you to

know how much I have enjoyed reading the Magazine this seasori.

It is pleasingly printed. The articles are well planned and arranged. You give us a good variety of matter: The pictures are a great improvement, too. Above all, the Magazine is bright and readable. I looked forward eagerly to each new number. Con-gratulations!- Y ours sincerely, L. C.

[It would be idle to de11y the obvious truth of our ' correspondent's remarks. Fortunately we don' t blush easily.-Eo.]

MORLEY COLLEGE DRAMATIC SOCIETY

Presents

.. THE MOON IN THE YELLOW RIVER"

A Comedy by Denis Johnston ON

SATURDAY. FEBRUARY 13th. 1937

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THE MORLEY MAGAZINE

EXTENSION NUMBER

OPENING OF THE COLLEGE EXTENSION B Y

HER MAJESTY QUEEN MARY

ORDER OF PIWCEEDIXCS.

Ile r Jlajcs/y will arri7.•e al !he Cvllcgc al 3 o'c/och ,rnd 7,•i/1 be 1c•clco1ncd l>y lhe Presii/('11/ { Professor R. II. Tfl7t•11,·y) .

The foi/07.,•i11J! 7.t•ill l,e prese11ted lo Iler .1Jajesly i11 /lie C,,111111,111

R ou 111:-l'IAJOR H. F. CHETTLE. C.M.G .. 0.8.E. (Chaimwn: College

Co1111cil.)

MESS CATHERIN£ WDJB. (Vice-Clwir111m1: College Cow,cd. ) 1 HE MOST REV. TI-/£ LORD ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY. MRS. E. M. LOWE, L.C.C. (Clwir111m1; Ed11cmio11 Co111mi11ee of tiH'

Londo11 County Co1111cil.)

HIS WORSHI P T H £ MAYOR OF LAMBETH. (Alder111a11 E A. Mills, J .P.)

MRS. EVA M. HUBBACK, M.A. (Pri11cipal; Morley College.) MISS MAY WALLAS. M.A .. Ph.D . (Ho11. Sec.: College Co1111c1/.J DR. RALPH VAUGHA N WILLIAMS, 0.M. (Chair111a11; Ho/.\/

Memo,ia/ Co111111i11ee.) MRS. GUSTAV H OLST. MLLE. M . CHOUV Y. (Se11ior member of College L cl'luri11g SwO.J MR. EDWARD HIGGINS. (Chairman; S111de11ts' Co111mi11ee.) AIR. W. R I VERS. ( f/ 011. Secretary of the Old Morlerite:,' Associathm.) MR. EDWARD MAUFE, M.A. , F.R./.8.A. (Architect of rf,e 1w11·

premi:,es.) MR. G. LOWE, A.R.l.B.A. (Assistant to the Architect.) COL. WHITEHEAD (of Messrs. L. & W. Whitehead, Ltd., Buildi11g

Comracrors.) SERGEANT R . C. OU VER, . (College Doorkeper si11ce 1906.) MR. H . PE.4RCE. (Carpe111er , represe11ti11f( work111e11 011 11,e bui!di11g.J

Iler Majesly will proceed lo Ll1e Prince of TVales' ll///7, where //w Chairma;1 of t l1e College Cow1cil (Major II. /.'. Che/lie. C . .\l.CJ., O.B.E.) will 1oelco111e Her Jlajesly <11!d i117.•ile !ier l o ope11 tlt e 11e,;_e b11ildi11gs.

Jfcr ,llajesly will gracio11sly declarr 11, c 11ew premises C>{'~11.

Short address by the Most Re7.•ercnd the Lord .1rcl1bisltof> of Canterbury.

Tlic P1i11cipal of the Colle1:e {Mrs. ENr M. H11/J/111ch, M.A.) 7.L•il/ offer J;rc1tef11I /11cmks lo } [er :Jfojesly 011 bel111lf of the College Council.

Her Jlajes/y 7t•i// proceed to an i11spec/io11 of Iii<' 11 e,;.,, r remisc.<, acco111 pc111it'd by the Prl'sident of f/ip College, tl1r r1111irnw11 of /li e r:ollege Co1111cil, Ifie Pri11cipal and tl1e .11-chitec/.

A q11i111e1 composed of 111embers of 1/,e Sou/fr Lo11do11 (Morley College) Orchestra of 1111e111plored professional 111micia11s ll'i/1 pro,·icle light 11111sic from ~. 15 to 3 a11d d11ri11 g tire time H e,· Majesty is engaged 011 a 1011r of rhe new premises.

THE MORLEY MAGAZINE The Monthly Magazine of Morley College.

Westminster Bridge Road, S.E.1

Vol. 22 MARCH. 1937 No. 6

On Behalf of the Students. We have to-day the very great privilege of

welcoming lo the College Her Maje ty Queen Mary, and our many other dislin­gui bed visitors.

Her Majesty confers upon us a very grea t honour. The great interest in Morley which has been shown on many occasions by mem­bers of our Royal Family has helped con­siderably in our development.

The history and rise of the College is de­scribed in succeeding pages of this issue by the Chairman of the College Council. For ma ny years Major Chettle has devoted him-elf to the cau e of Morley a nd the idea ls for

,,. hich it la nds. His unselfish work on our behalf is deeply apprecia ted by every student \\ho is in a posi tion to know of the grea t service he has rendered. We seize this op­portunity of expressing our grati tude.

* * * The motive force behind the progress our

C hairman describes has a lways been the urn.e to know.

Not learning, the better to eq uip one elf to do one's daily job o r to acquire the technica l knowledge for a mo re highly paid positi on, but learning for the pure joy of knowledge­t he closest approxi mation in these days to the Greek ideal of a Un:versity.

Our purpose is the better to under,;tand the world we live in: the more to a ppreciate the beauty of the fine~r in the fields of art.

mu~ic. and literature; the better to compre­hend developments in the world of cknce.

lt was o nce written in these colu mns that the be~t description of Morley was to be fou nd on the boxes of the toy. one buy~ at Christmas labelkd ·· Instructive and Amu -ing .. , This description is particularly apt. For it is always emphasised that it is the duly of every student to make of Morley a

social centre as well us a centre o[ learninl.!. All students are enjoined. a lmost we might ay implored , to make full use of the social

amenities to be fou nd in the College. lt is this emphasis on social contacts which makes of Morley someth ing mo re than " just another Evening In ti tute."' It is in respect of thi strong social se n e engendered in the minds of succes ive ucnerations of our student~. tha t we claim ~for Morley College an indi­, iduali ty. a distinction.

* * * It does strike us that. born of a theatre.

the succe sive premises which the College has o::cupied a re each appropriate sett ing for that part of o ur history which has been there enac ted.

Even those of us who did not know Morley in the da ys of Waterloo Road, feel a sentimental regard fo r the old place when we read of its s tru!rnles and ultima te achieve­ments. lt was ce""i-ta inly a fitting frame for the rather grim drama- with touches of light-relief- which was played there.

The move lo Westminster Bridge Road

aw t11c consolidalion and firm establish­ment of the position which had been won . Times had changed, premises were en largea, and ideals were adjusteo to 11nmed1ale .conditions.

To-day we pass another milestone. We have now an Extension in the fo rm

.and line of which the dominam no te 1s a slightly as ertive. but very proud , modermty. We have by the genius of the architect a building which can face-up to the future bravely and confidenrly: a creation of this day and age, showing great foresight, but never merely visionary or modernistic.

Let our thoughts and actions be in sympathy. and with this ever-present ex­.ample before us, Jet · US look to the future with courage and determination.

We run a certain risk with every improve­ment to the College; that the remarkable absence of social snobbery and c lass-distinc­tion among our students may be impaired.

We have always. however. the protec­tion given by the name we bear. Morley College for Working Men and Women is our title- it must never be curtailed.

And if that rather savou rs of the snobbery of the working clas -upon which G. B. S. is so eloquent-we would ask your indulgence. We would point with justifiable pride to the great contribution which the Co!Jege has made towards tl1e ideal of an educated work­fog-class.

* * * We are particularly pleased with the

-generous messages of good will which ap­pear o n another page. Their significance lies not only in the eminence of our well­wishers, but a lso in the diversity of calling and opinion the writers represent. Every contributor to this little symposium has, at -some time or other. given a practical demon­stration of his or her interest in the College: most of them by lecturing, and the others as guests at College Dinners and other functions.

One can but be impressed by these sincere messages of greeting from such influential

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sources. Art, Literature, Science, the Stage, Music, the Ch urch, Industry, Public Ad­ministration and all shades of political opinion are here represented by outstanding personalities in each sphere. These are, moreover. friend who are willing and ready to be of service to us .

We would uggest that this argues a breadth of mind and outlook on the part of the College Council and our Principal. as weJI as an eagerness on the part of the students to explore every angle and aspect of the Arts and World Affair . Not for us the hidebound orthodox educationaJ methods that do unfortunately endure elsewhere.

We wish to thank the many friends of Morley for their generous donations toward the cost of the new wing. Our appreciat ion can best be shown by making full use of the improved facilities, and by doing all we can to derive the maximum benefit from our studie .

We have to record our appreciation of th r. work of Dr. Vaughan-Williams. Without his efforts on behalf of the Holst Memorial Fund, our Extension would still be but n distant prospect.

We acknowledge our indebtedness. in the publication of this issue of the Magazine. to the various contractors responsible for the Extension. The firms whose advertisements appear on other pages have each made a 2enerous donation to the Extension Fund. ~ We have also to thank Hay Wrightson. of New Bond Stree t, W., for permission to reproduce the very fine po rtrait of H.M . Queen Mary. which form our frontispiece.

We extend our warmest congratulations to the College Council upon the completion of the scheme, and also to Edward Maufe. M.A. , F.R.I.B.A .. the architect of the Ex­tension. We admire the modernity of the design. Quite apart from having the funda­mental virtue of perfect suitability for the purpose for which it is to be used, the new wing has all the attributes of a work of art.

THE EDITOR.

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Morley College By Major H. F. Chettle, C.M.G., O.B.E. (Chairman of the College Council)

M ORLEY COLLEGE has grown, in fifty years, from a handful of deter­mined students meeting in the surplus

dressing-rooms of a theatre to an endowed and elf-governing educational foundation with a home and a tradition of its own. It has maintained, from first to last, its char­acter as a working-class institution, used after the day's work is done; in every other respect it has changed.

The restriction to non-vocational studies and the admission of women students cm completely equal terms came very early in its history. The allotment of a place in the great system of London's Evening Institutes. the gradual replacement of voluntary teachers by paid teachers, and the change from long years of financial embarrassment for daily needs to a confident dependence on the County Council's maintenance and equip­ment grants came later. The students, at fi rst mainly manual workers, have . become preponderantly "black-coated." The growth in membership from less than a hundred to more than three thousand has been steady and unforced. But these changes have been hardly noticeable, except in retrospect, by reason of the presence every year of a high proportion of old students, by the long ser­vice of most of the executive heads, and by the continuity of the governing body.

Formal classes, developing out of the lec­tures at the Old Vic., began in the autumn of l 885, and were held in unused dressing­rooms behind tl1e stage of the theatre. This accommodation was rebuilt in 1888-9, and from that day of re-opening women students were admitted. The Old Vic. and the Col­lege were regulated by a scheme of the Charity Commission. The College was given a governing body, a small endowment: and the duties of promoting" the advanced study by men and women, belonging to the work­ing classes of subjects of knowledge not

directly connected with or applied to any

handicraft, trade or business." and " social intercourse among those following the above­mentioned pursuits."

The first executive head, Miss Goold (1889-9 I), was followed by Miss Sieve.Icing (later Mrs. Crum, 1891-94), Miss Florence Acton (1894-1899), Miss May Sheepshanks (1899-1913), Miss Clare Brennand (1913-25), Mrs. Barbara Wootton ( 1926-27), to whom the old ti tle of Principal (instead of Vice-Principal} was restored, and Mrs. Eva Hubback (from 1927).

The "Morley Memorial College for Work­ing Men and Women " was named from Samuel Morley, M.P., to whose patient and generous help the Old Vic. was largely in­debted for its re-establishment in 1889, and the College for its earliest beginnings.

Other men and women have deserved well of the College, and it is hard to select names for special mention; but eight who are now

ctlead, have Jeft a particular mark on the life of a generation not yet removed from active work; among members of the Council, Miss Emma Cons, Miss Caroline Martineau, Miss Ethel Everest and Sir Frederick Black; .among students. James Clough and F. D. .Snelling; and among teachers Gustav Holst .and Graham Wallas. Nor should it be for­gotten that each of the Principals and Vice­Principals has, in a distinctive way, contri­buted influence and strength. It is not, per­haps, accidental that every executive head of the College has been a woman. For thirty years, at least, tbe post has been open to men .and women alike. and has been considered .attractive. The Council, sometimes in the face of strong remonstrance, has always ap­pointed the candidate, a woman, who seemed best qualified to guide the educational and social life of the Colle2e and its external £elations. ~

The rooms behind the Old Vic.-abovc, behind and below its stage- were well loved and not without a certain grim attractiveness. but they became in twenty years too small for the growing College. Extension was seri­ously considered about l 9 12, but proved im­practicable. The first warning that removal must be faced, and for another reason, came in 1921, when the County Council notified the Governors of the Old Vic. that they must m odernise their premises. The Old Vic . re­-quested the College to move. T he College, conscious that under the scheme it had an e qualJy good tenure with the Old Vic. and that it was much less favourably placed for influencing the charitable public, tempered 2:ood will with firmness, and for a time the two governing bodies were at arm's length; but the County Council pressed. and assisted. both sides impartially. The Yorkshire 'Society's Schoo.ls. .in Westminster Bridge Road, were purchased , and Messrs. Lan­chester, Lucas and Lodge were instructed to -submit plans for their rebuilding and enlarge­ment. Jn 1923 the hardly won settlement was imperilled by a proposal in the London Electric Railway Bill which appeared to

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threaten the stability of any building on the site; the danger was averted, and a victory, mainly due to one of the Governors of the Old Vic. (now Sir Reginald Rowe) fully re­established the old friendship between the Theatre and the College .

The move to the new premises began in April 1924, and in the following December they were formally opened by H.R,H. the Prince of Wales. They were not cleared of debt until 1927,and to help in the final settle­ment of accounts both the County Council and the City Parochial Foundation gener­ously increased their contributions .

The old premises contained 195,000 cubic feer. and the new building 425,000. In ten years the new building was outgrown. The number of students rose from 1,500 to 3.000. a figure at which it may well be stabilised; but at that figure it was necessary to place certain classes outside the College, to their own discomfort and to the prejudice of ad­ministration and social life. The Council therefore decided to appeal once more for funds to extend their building, and the Cou nty Council agreed to find the greater part of the cost. Of the balance, £2,000 is slill to be raised. The fact that the Exten­sion. the work of Mr. Ed ward Maufe, i so nearly clear of debt is due to the genero:.ity of friends, headed by H.M. Queen Mary; to the resourceful energy of Mrs. Hubback, Sir Otto Niemeyer and Mr. Cottrell; and to the steady and self- acrificing help of students.

The original Morley students lived harder working lives than we know to-day, and they studied in a grim environment, but they in­tended to have as full an intellectual and social life as they could get. They established, with some heroism, the tradition which the College of to-day inherits. The Col1egc is. by its tradition, and as a condition of real success, precluded from upholding as a Col-1egc any political creed or party, but among its early members were many who did their plain duty by helping to win for succeeding generations a larger share of leisure and the means of eruiching it.

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Greetings From ...

C. G. Ammon, M.P. ( N . Camberwell). I am delighted to hear of the growth and

development o( Morley College. 1 owe more to it than I can express, possibly more than L am aware: any measure of success I may have achieved is in no small degree due to opportunities to obta in education and culture - denied in childhood's years- through Morley College.

( signed) CHAS. G. AMMON.

The Viscountess Astor, M.P. One of the things I am most pleased to

have helped is Morley College, and it rejoices a1e to see it go from strength to strength. As long a Engli h men and women think honestly and for themselve . I fee l that Freedom will at least be safe in these I lands.

( signed) NA CY ASTOR.

C . Roden Buxton. It is indeed a pleasure to be associated

with thi remarkable Souvenir Number. Wha t can I say? What I have helped to do long ago-if anythiog!- towards the build ing up of Morley College, I cannot tell: but at :my rate l gained many things. lt was there tha t I fir r faced the problem of how to br:ng home the glories of our English literature to ome who had no historical or linguistic

background to start with. I learned much from this. But I learned, of course, much more from dealing with the problems of the College, as Principal, from day to day. And 1 gained most of a ll-as it seems to me now - from my personal contacts with various members of the College, a t my house in Kennimrton.

( signed) C HARLES R ODEN B UXTON.

G. D. H . Cole. A U good wishes to Morley College on the

occasion of the College Extension. It i a long time since I visited the College; but I

knew its uood work well when I was staff tutor for the W.E.A. and London University. May it flouri h Jong and mightily.

(signed) G. D. H. COLE.

A. J. Cummings. I gladly respond to your request and pay

willing tribute in your Souvenir N umber to the magnificent work accomplished by Morley College in spreading culture among the people, and to the excellent achievements of your well-run College Magazine. I greatly enjoyed the evening on which I spoke a t the College on the personality o f Sta lin . lt was a most interesting audience.

( signed ) ARTHUR J. CUMMINGS.

The Rt. Hon. Walter Elliot, M.P. T he opening of the Extension of Morley

College not only reminds us of the splendid work that has been unobtrusively done there for so many years: it is an encouraging sign that the workjng men and women of London apprecia te the services it offers and are ready to make use of them. The College is to be congratula ted on the effort and enterprise which have resulted in its new buildings and improved facilities. T hope they will give fresh inspiration to a ll connected with it and that it will continue to grow and prosper.

( signed J W ALTER ELLIOT.

Somerville Hastings, M .S., F.R.C.S., L.C.C_ Morley College is doing splendid work in

helping to a fuller and better life the really important people of L ondon, those whose work is t.oo often drab and uninteresting, but is nevertheless essential for the welfa re of all. May it long continue to prosper and extend its beneficent efforts.

(signed ) S OMERVILLE H ASTINGS.

The Rt. Hon. George Lansbury, P.C ., M.P. I join with many others in wishing success

to Morley College and congratulate all con­cerned a t the Opening of the College Exten­sion by Her Majesty Queen Mary on March 6 This College is too well known and its work too much felt to need any words of mine to commend it to all. I hope the money that is needed for the carrying on of this good work will be easily forthcoming.

(signed) G. LANSBURY.

!Professor H. J . Laski. r congratulate you warmly on the open­

ing of your Extension. I have known for many years by personal contact the admir­able work of Morley College. I send you every good wish for a future as creative as wa the past.

(signed) HAROLD J. LASK£.

:Sir Walter Layton, C .H., 0 .B.E. Congratulations to the College on its new

Extension. The problem of adult education .and of the wise use of leisure is bound to be­come perhaps the most important question ,of the next two decades. Queen Mary's visi t is a fitting recognition of the pioneer work -already done in this field by Morley College, and an encouragement to go fo rward.

(signed) w. T. LAYTON.

'Mrs. E. M. Lowe, J.P., L.C.C. It gives me very great pleasure to take this

,opportunity of wishing Morley College good fortune and future prosperity on this occa­sion of the opening of its Extension.

The Education Committee at County HalJ fully a ppredate the individuality and tradi­tion which the College has developed; and they arc very grateful to the Governors, to the Principal and to the staff for the worthy part they are playing in the service of adult education in London. We regard the Col­lege as a community in the best sense of the word , as a centre not only of vigorous intel­lectual life but also of friendship and strong

loyalties. Jt is a great privilege to be associated with your work.

(signed) EVELI E M. LOWE.

The Rt. Hon. J. Ramsay MacDonald, M .P. Morley College has done very fine service

t o working class education, both of men and women. In my opinion, the services of such Colleges are as necessary to-day as ever before, and I hope that Morley College has many days of active work still ahead of it.

(signed) J. RAMSAY MACDONALD.

J. J. Mallon, LI.D., J.P. The extension of the premises of Morley

College is of grea t moment. All who care for adul t education, as well as the young men and women whom in the past the con­gested class rooms of the College could not accommodate, will rejoice in it. Extension means more than the provision of a number of additional places for eager scholars, it means the widening of the influence of an institution a t once venerable and up to date which is precious to London and its younger c itizens, which has done much for educa tion a nd which possesses a tradition and atmo­sphere certain to inspire those who desire the knowledge and training which it has the power to bestow. It has been in the past a hive from which young men and women have emerged well equipped for the myriad tasks of life and work and citizen-

hip. In the future it will be a larger and, if t hat be possible. a better hive. Good Juck a nd a glorious future to it in activities which are concerned with all the deeper and more e nduring interests of the nation.

( signed) J. J. MALLON.

Dr. A. Mansbridge, C.H., M.A. Our thoughts run back to Morley College.

hard by the Old Vic, doing most useful work q uietly in the days before the War. In so doing it was enabled to meet the rising de­mand in South London after the War for the continued education of working men and women. We have watched thi work with

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great interest and now congratulate the Col­lege on its Extension to be opened by Her Majesty. Queen Mary, who, as everyone knows, bas cheered and encouraged those who have been working for the education of the people. May Morley College flourish abundantly.

(signed) ALBERT MANSBRIDGE.

His Worsh ip the Mayor of Lambeth. As a born Lambethan and life-lone: re j .

dent in our historic Borough, I have had many opportunities, especially during recent years, of noticing the wonderful efforts made by so many valuable societies for the social and educational betterment of our people.

None takes a higher place than the Morley Co Hege, and 1 wish all who work within it every prosperity, both now and in the future .

(signed ) E . A. MILLS (Mayor).

The Rt. Hon. Herbert Morrison. M.P . . J .P., L.C .C .

Morley College has a well deserved and world-wide reputation as a home of tudie concerned with those true pleasures and graces of life which enrich both work and leisure. It is a source of much gratification to me that we of the London County Councjl are associated with your most valuable con­tribution to London education; and that through the activities of your College public money is being so profitably spent to the Qeneral good of London's citizens. - ~ ( signed ) HERBERT MORRISO ·.

Claud Mullins. The more young people who have le(t

chool realise the value of further education in their free time. the better citizens will they become- and the less work will magistrates have to do. Very few of the young people who appear in the Magistrates' Cou rts have ,1cquired any education after they left school. So I send "good luck " to Morley College a nd to my old friend , its Principal. I have the happiest recollection of the keen audience to which I once lectured in the College.

( signed) CLAUD MULL1NS.

Professor G ilbe rt Murray, M .A .. LI.D. D.Litt.

All good wi hes for the fu ture of Morley College. The history of the College step by step from its insecure beginnings to its pre­sent Extension forms almost an epitome of the development of popu lar education in England. (signed ) GILBERT MURRAY.

F. W . Peth ick-Lawrence, M.P. 1 have pleasure in sending you the follow­

ing message for your Souvenir Number: ·· Blessed are they who unlock the prison­doors of the mind for they open up to men and women the pathway to wisdom."

( signed) F . W. PETHLCK-LAWRE, CE.

S. K, Ratcliffe (from New York). I knew Morley College slightly in the far­

off days of Miss Cons, have watched its fine development with admiration, and am proud of having bad several opportunities of lectur­ing to the student ... .

(s igned ) S. K. RATCLIFFE.

Miss Eleanor Rat hbone, M.P. I warmly admire the work of Morley Col­

lege and only wish there were organisation of the same kind in all the large towns. Its. merit seems lo me to be that it gives to students who cannot afford a full-time Uni­versity course something of that combination of education with recreation and intercourse­with their fellows which others get at a University.

( signed) ElEA OR F. RATHBONE.

Sir W illiam Rothenstein, M.A., A .R.C .A. My warm good wishes for the fruitfu[

work of Morley College. I remember its old . happy association with the Old Vic and it connection with Gustav Holst. I came into touch with the College through Lord Duveen's generous response to the appea r which brought about the noble mural paint­ings in the Concert HaU by Cyril Mahoney and the enchanting paintings by Eric

Ravilious and David Bawden in the refec­tory. These pa intings should make the 1College a place of pilgrimage for those who ,care for English painting.

(signed) WILLIAM R OTHENSTEIN.

Bertrand Russell. I have pleasure in congratulating Morley

'College on its past work and in wishing it all SUCCGSS in the future.

( signed) B ERTRAND R USSELL.

:Sir Herbert Samuel , G.C.B .. G .B.E. Morley College has the record of a great

past, and the promise of a yet greater future. I send my best wishes for the success of its steadily expanding work.

( signed) H ERBERT SAMUEL.

'The Lord Bishop of Southwark. I rejoice at the Extension of Morley Col­

lege. and hope that the enlargement of its .buildings will result in an increase of its influence.

( signed J RICHARD SOUTHWARK.

:Sir John Squire. T here is nothing I can say about Morley

College which isn' t known to everybody. Your Principal has been a friend of mine for -over thirty years; as a then Governor of the O ld Vic I was privy to all the troubles in­volved in the reconstruction of one of these magnificent, and (in a way) sister, institutions and the migration of the o ther; and I am personally familiar with the admirable work­ing of the College- and. incidentally, with its beautiful and amusing modern frescoes which should be a model for the whole ·<:ountry. The best of wishes.

(signed) J. C. SQUIRE.

:Sir Josiah Stamp. G.B.E. All who know the grea t work that Morley

College has done in tbe past and the ideals fo r whicb it has stood will wish well to your forward movement. T he need for a centre

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of light and leading and of sound learning is grea ter than ever, and the wish of all your friends is that Morley College will continue to be one of the Institutions of which London can be proud. (sig11etl) J. C. STAMP.

John Strachey. Morley College has always done, and is

still doing, a great work in the field of adult education for the men and women of London. Long may it fl ourish!

(s igned) J OHN STRACH EY.

The Most Rev. the Lord Archbishop of York.

I am glad to have this opportunity of send­ing a message of goodwjlJ to Morley College at the time of the opening by Queen Mary of the College Extension. Everyone concerned with the advance of educa tion is grateful for the good work done by the College in the past. and there is every ground for confidence that this good work will !!O forwa rd to s till greater strength. -

(signed) WILLIAM EBOR.

Harcourt Williams. l am proud to be a llowed to add my word

of praise and congra tulation. (signed) HARCOURT WILLIAMS.

EXHIBITION OF PHOTOGRAPHS. Class room number 14 in the Extension

has been equipped as a permanent exhibi­tion room for the display of photographs.

In this connection the College owes a debt of gratitude to the Directors of Messrs. Ilford , Limited, the well-known maou!ac­t.urers of photographic supplies. who, very generously, have provided all the glass re­quired to "frame" the pictures.

On behalf of the College Council, the staff and the students we welcome this oppor­tunity of expressing our warmest thanks to the donors.

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The Holst Music Room By Dr. R. Vaughan Williams, 0 .M.

A GREAT man leaves memorials be­hind him in the love of his friends, in his works and in the influence of his

teaching and example. Gustav Holst was supreme as a friend, as

a composer and as a teacher. His friendship will be treasured by au who had it and by their children and by their children 's children. His music will surely be re­membered as long as there are instruments to play jt and voices to sing it. But bow can we ensure that his teacbmg and his example shall endure? lt is not enough that there are many who came under his influence and who are willing and able to pass on the torch. The teaching of an art requires more than teachers, it requires organization and equip­ment. These cannot indeed by themselves en­sure that Holst's teaching shall endure, but without them it would be impossible.

To make su re of this a fund was started in L 935 to equip rooms for teachjng and practice in the new wing about to be built at Morley College, where Holst spent so many years inspiring generation after generatio n of singers, players and composers.

When he first came to Morley College. music there was at a very low ebb; indeed it deserved its ruckname of the Cinderella of the art- but he determined that Morley should take its music seriously. At first, of course, the triflers fell away and the music classes almost ceased to exist. T he Committee looked glum and I believe it was seriously debated whether the new musical director should not be asked to resign. Happily, wiser counsels prevailed and now Morley College has a proud place on the musical map of E ngland.

Holst's work has been worthily carried o n first by Arnold Goldsbrough and then by Arnold Foster. and among the distinguished teachers who from time to time have been a t Morley College we find the names of Sir

Richard Terry, Herbert Howells and many other well-known names.

That all this should be adequately housed was the dearest wish of all MorJey musicians. So in January, 1935. an appeal for funds was. made, supported by Sir Hugh Allen, the Bishop of Chichester, Sir Adrian Boult, Dr. Davison, Mr. Gerald Forty, the late Miss. Gray, Mrs. Eva M. Hubback, Dr. Mackail, Mr. Masefield and Dr. Gillies Whittaker.

An efficient committee was formed of which the Principa l bas been an active mem­ber, and whose devoted and untiring Secre­tary and Treasurer are Mrs. Western and Mr. Marblacy Jones.

Now all is ready: indeed through tbe gener­osity of the Council, three rooms have been devoted to music, one large room and two small teaching rooms.

The Holst Memorial Fund now reaches over £1,100. It has been subscribed to by all the distinguished musicians of England and America; from most unexpected quarters. and for most unexpected reasons and from all sections of the community. Responses have come from Hong Kong. Federated' Malay States, South Africa, Sweden, South America, Vancouver. There have been about 500 subscribers. and the amounts have ranged from £100 to a few pence.

We have to thank all those who gave per­formances in aid of the Fund. Harriet Cohen. C uthbert Ba tes and his Tudor Singers and Euterpe Players, Amy Stoddard and her dancers, the Morley Folk Dance Club. the· Ceci l Sharp House Orchestra conducted by Imogen Holst, the Friends of Canterbury Cathedral and Sir Adrian Boult and hi B.B.C. Orchestra. The beautiful Holst Room was designed with loving care by the· Arcrutect, Mr. Maufe, and the practice rooms have been made soundproof, the ne­cessity of which will be realized by all who have heard the trams in Westminster Bridge Road. We have bought one grand piano-

fo rte and two uprights; there is a small plat­form and the lighting arrangements have been carefully thought out.

The rooms stand ready for all who will, but no amount of grand pianofortes and soundproof devices will make us musical if

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we have not the heart and the mind for it­it is up to us to see to it that the devotion to Gustav Holst's memory which animated our 500 subscribers shall also inspire us to determine that these rooms shall never be put to an unworthy use.

Gustav Holst.

Morley : 1927-1937 By the Principal

"THE growing popularity and educa­tional efficiency of tbe College may be expected to timulate the financial

support for those extensions wh:ch are already beginning to be necessary. Public educatio n a uthorities may be expected to co­operate on generous lines whilst leavi ng a large measure of liberty and initiative to a body which has achieved sucb conspicue,us success in the face o( 2rea t difficulti es."

The e words were .:Vritten in a report on the College work some ten years ago by Mr. Joseph O wen, the wise and k.indJy in pector of the Board of Ed uca tion and have proved prnphetic. This wa just after I came to the College and had reali ·ed. as had my prede­cessor before me. the need for expansion. What happened since- the growth of the student roll from 2,000 to 3.000-mea nt that 1 building full already a t that time. became

gro sly overcrowded. In 1929 came an un­Jooked for piece o f good fortune, as we learnt with delight tha t the neighbouring ite was for sa le, and penetrated among the tomb­stones and recumbent marble fig ures in Fa rmer and Brindley's workshops in order to select a suitable p iece of land. A gener­ous promise of fi nancial assistance amount­ing to £15.000 was given by the Londo n County Council, the si te was bought and the next step was to find an a rchitect. The worh. of many fine modern men was reviewed and the choice finally fell upon Mr. Edward Maufc, who was ub equently selected as the arch itect of the new Guildford Cathedral.

Plans were drawn up and we began to col­lect the addi tional £7.000 required . By September 1931 everything was ready except the final seal of approval for the plans from the L.C.C. T hen came the crisis of 1931. T he cancella tion of a ll prospective building) was insisted on by the Government. and ,, c had to defer our hopes once again and to fall back on make hift arrangements for accommoda tion in and outside the CoUeec. l sho uld like to take this opportunity -of thanking all those students and taff who were either sent out to the comparati\c rigours of West Square. or were hom,ed round the billiard table or on either side o f the thinnest of room partitions. for their patience and forbearance.

In 1935 the wheels could once again be ~et in motion. and serious attempts were made 10 collect funds both within and with­ou t the College. Grea t gratitude is due to our donors. including pub]ic bodies such u-; the Pilgrim Trust(£ 1.000), the City Parochia l Foundation (£500). the City of Lond on (£250). the Bank o f Encland (£250): and in­d ividual donors. the list of whom is headed by Her Majc ty Queen Mary, and include, Mis~ S. R. Courtauld 1£500), and two grand-

:ions of Samuel Morley, not previously known to us.

Much might be written of the activities undertaken by the students- the weekly col­lections in classes, the organisation of enter­tainments and whist drives, the many indi­vidual gifts, and finally the proposal that a tax of ls. should be levied on each member of the College. It is difficult to thank suffi­ciently all those who by gifts of money or by the exercise of patience have helped to make the project of building tl1e Extension a de­light in spite of the inevitable delay.

And now at last it is complete! To Mr. Maufe we owe the inspiration of the design, n fineness of taste, an infinite patience in attention to detail, and a readiness to fit in with our needs and desires. We have tried, with his assistance, to ensure that the equip­ment shall be worthy of the building.

Now as to the future . Many of those who have contributed to this Magazine have de­scribed the College in the cramped quarters of the Waterloo Road, and in what, with the passage of years, became in its turn the cramped quarters of the present building. They have shown that the essence of Morley, like that of a great city, is "not built by hands," but that it consists of the spirit of friendship, of disinterested effort and service, and of the desire for a fuller life. Did we think that the acquisition of a new body would dim the spirit, we would regret that the Extension had ever been planned.

But surely a beautiful environment should help create a still greater beauty of mind. So ::-nay I too add my conception of what Morley will continue to strive for in its new sur­rounctiqgs? First of all it will most assuredly endeavour to carry on the tradition of fellow­ship to which universa l testimony has been given in these pages. If I may speak of my awn ten years' experience- I can now look back on many years of various kinds of ad­ministrative work, but never have I found any work so free from problems of a distress­ing kind. Planning how to make the most of limited means, yes-but that is exhilarat-

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ing! Situations, personal and otherwise, often amusing, have sometimes, it is true, to be un­ravelled. But of real difficulties or unhappi­ness there is not a trace- nothing but the friendliest of co-operation from both staff and students.

Next we must never forget that we are primarily a College; not a social club, but a place of learning, learning in the very widest sense, not of academic knowledge but of how to live-how to enrich life by wider interests. by deeper sympathies a·nd by greater skill.

There is space to refer to some only of the very varied aspects of our work. The open­ing of the Holst Room in memory of our greatest musical director must give the music department pride of place, and we can proudly boast of the work of our four orches­tras- two amateur orchestras which meet in the evenings, and two of unemployed pro­fessional musicians which meet in the after­noons. Next we can place in review art. literature, philosophy, modern languages, all studies which make perceptions more acute and understanding deeper. But it is not only the development of the individual at which we aim. Perhaps still more it is at fitting ourselves to take our place in the community. It may well be that in this critical age, when the problems with which we as citizens have to deal are both so com­plicated and so vitally important, that one of the greatest contributions the College can make is to take its share in building a less prejudiced and better informed public opinion. Our departments of economics and politics, or logic and history. all contribute to this end.

Finally, it is my privilege to say a special word of thanks to Queen Mary. It is five years now since she paid her first visit to the College to see our mural decorations and some of our afternoon classes. It was our confidence in Her Majesty's real interest in our work that prompted us to venture to ask her to open for us the building which means new opportunities and more abundant life. EVA M . HUBBACK.

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The New Buildings By the Architect

'THE new buildings have given the Col­lege the much needed Library, Music Room, Practice Rooms and additional

•Class R ooms. but it will perhaps be found that the greatest addition is the opening up ,of the College to the air and the sun. Whereas before the College was hemmed in and ,darkened by dilapidated warehouses, now the buildings surround a quiet court open to the south.

In this way the additions have given a new .spirit to the College. They have been treated in a frankly modern manner, yet they join on with, and look across to, the old in no way as strangers.

Opportunity has been taken of the L.C.C. requirement of an outside escape from the Main Hall and the new buildings to create a ·shapely double-way staircase which unifies the new with the old. This staircase leads ,down centrally into the new South Court where there are seats and tub trees and space for Badminton.

Opposite this staircase, if funds allow, there is to be a Scenery Store and Workshop, a much felt want. This building will not ,only meet this desire but, being Jong and low, will most satisfactoriJy close the present ·somewha t distressing vista to the south .

The eight new Class Rooms all face south­east. They are wide and comparat ively short which eliminates the difficulties of the old long narrow rooms. Four new Class Rooms open off a wide corridor on each floor, thus avoiding some of the administra­tion trouble of the old building with its many different levels, corners, dark passages and staircases.

The new frontage to Westmi.nster Bridge Road consists of Cloak Rooms with shower baths-thi s part of the work kept low so as not to interfere with the lighting of the old building-then comes a block of quiet yet ex­ieiting proportions. housing in its two floors

Photo: H Oll'Md Cosier.

the Musi.c Room on the eround floor and the Library above. ~

The Music Room is a memorial to Gustav Holst. Externally it has three large windows - double windows to avoid the noise of traffic-with keystones, carved by Edmund Burton representing the planets-a tr.ibute to Holst's great work .

Internally, too. great care has been taken with the Music Room in order to make jt worthy of its dedication. and the fact that the line of the frontage is slightly different from that of the Main Buildin!! has been used to make the room slightly taper towards the platform. Much thought has been given to the colour scheme. As this room will principally be used for chamber music, the scheme leads away in colour from violins and 'cellos; the fl oor being in Jarrah wood;

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lhe resonator at the back of the platform and the rest of the woodwork in pear wood; the waUs are a very pale Italian pink and the ceiling a summer night blue, and on thi again a suggestion of planets.

The Music Room and the two Music Practice Rooms have been treated acoustic­ally. The Library has windows on both sides, high up to avoid noise and to give ade­quate space for books, but it also has three dome lights and a large balconied window to the east where it is sheltered from noise by the main building. The planning of the Library foU0ws the proved tradition of tudents' working bays, with further book

stacks at each end .

The artificial lighting of the Library is of an interesting nature, the main lighting be­ing from reflectors on the top of the book­cases. and there are also individual lamps. for each table.

Mention bas only been made of colour schemes and lighting in particular cases, but. H will be found that careful consideration. has been given to both these important point~. throughout the new b uildings. Rubber to a special colour has been used for all floors:. corners are rounded and the planning throughout is straightforward and direct. An, endeavour bas been made to create a build­ing really simple in upkeep, yet one that al o, bas charm. EDWARD MAUFE.

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Their Exits and Their Entrances By the Sergeant

DOOR-KEEPER at Morley for thirty year:. :.ounds a long time; but to me the e\'er-changing administrative staff,

leaching staff. and students seem to shorten the time .

In my period of service at the College there have been four Principals and seven Secretaries: and the number of students must be round about fifty thousand. Just think of me havin2: to memorise that number ,of people! -

In the days gone by, the CoUege was run on very strict Victorian Jines. Ladies were not even allowed in the refreshment room. There was a dance or concert only occasion­ally-not like it is now. If Miss Cons were here to-day to see some of our Carnival Dances she would drop dead. The gym girls' dressing room was up two flights of stairs, and no girl was allowed on the stairs without a brt-and the gym dress was a long way from being as daring as it is now. The men's gym classes were much larger than the girls', and the Principal would stay till every gym girl bad left.

The building was never open after 10.30 p.m., except when the air raids were on. Then, the College was open as long as any ~tudents cared to stay- all night if they liked. During the raids the Principal opened the basement to the outside public as a shelter. The women and children who took advant­age of it were supplied with hot tea and coffee, until the public were found to be ta k­ing our glasses and cups and saucers off with them. Then the tea was stopped; but we found the public were taking small things from the gym. , and they even went so far as to break open a box belonging to the Boxing Club and p inched some of the things. The Principal said to me: " Do not let them in again when there is an air raid "; and as soon as we got warning of one. the College was shut. Then the public came to their usual

helter and found it shut: I thought they would break the door down, but when the bombs started dropping round Wa terloo Station they cleared off somewhere else.

Of course there were some posh nights a t the College. There was the Opening Social in September, with a dance and concert, and home-made lemonade and French pastries. !Free. in the basement for about one hour. If you wanted more after that you had to pay for it-great times!) There was the Col­lege Concert by Mr. Holst (a grand night this!J. and once a year Mr. Howard's class would give a play, but the College always lost money on that, because it was not well patronised.

There was also the Cycling Club-and the; were IT. They used to rule the College and the ladies of the Club had a very high estimate of themselves-and a good job they did. for no one else had a high estimate of them.

But with a!J its faults the College was a dear. dirty old place. Everyone liked it and made it a ·' Home from H ome.''

After the War the College seemed to change and wake up. A piano was put in the refreshment room; females were allowed to go down there; small concerts were held after 9.30 p .m.: but there was still no smok­ing. except in the basement.

Then came the moving of the College to to its present address, thirteen years ago. The number of students increased, clubs were formed . dances arranged, and the College was opened on Sundays-which would never have been thought of in day gone by.

Now just a few words about the 1936-37 students. I think I am the only one in the College who knows you all- on speaking terms. if not on visiting terms; and I think you are a very nice class of person to be on speaking terms with. A few words from one and another helps to make my four and a

half hours' ~uard at the door pass mucl.J more pleasantly than it would otherwise. I am very grateful for the assistance that students give me. There are over 3,000 of vou for me to memorise; when I came to the College thirty years ago there were only 500.

In addition to knowing the students, I have to know their young men and let the ladies know if HE has come to-night. Many come to me with their troubles, especially

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their love troubles-and of course I give them advice. On the point of marriage, I do not te ll them, like Punch-" Don't!" I tell them- ·' Do! " for I have had fifty-one years of married life, and do not regret it.-

SERGEANT R. C. OLIVER. (ex-Squadron Sergt.-Major Queen's Bays).

[We count our elves extremely fortunate in having per­suaded The SeJ·gcant, for the first time in history. to con­tribute to 1hi, magazine. We arc sure every student will agree that this issue would have been incomplete withom him.-Eo.]

My Ideal Morley

I N writing of Morley I find it difficult to separate my idea of what Morley should be, from what M orley is. To me there are

two Morleys. my ideal Morley and the Morley of reality.

These two are so interwoven in my mind that 1 find. when 1 come to think on the subject. that I cannot separate them one from the other. So I believe it :is with most of us. How many people could fail in love if they had not their dream picture as well as the reality to take to the cinema- or Morley College?

This I believe is all to the good and helps to keep our ideals and beliefs of what things should be, always slightly ahead of what they are in real life. Even from a practical tandpoin t I think this is as it should be. It

i~ this dual way of seeing things that makes the fanatics, the reformers and those with a burning desire to change the world for the better. What makes the practical man and the ideali t too. js the capacity to see the reali ty as well as the ideal.

At any rate the answer to such a question as "what do I think of Morley" is so much a mixture of the real and the practical, the ideal and the visionary, that I can only show how I come by the ideals I hold, and you. gentle reader, must draw the conclusions you wiU , when you observe my prejudices and limitations.

First I visualise Morley as a working-class

centre of education and learning. full of working-class folk all of them eager to learn about the world: studying economics, his­tory, philosophy and the social sciences. I can see in my mind's eye a horde of young men and women from the factories and offices-all of them eager for knowledge. This is the vision that inspired the founders of Morley in the past and this is the vision that will inspire the builders of the future of our race. Morley attracts me because it is not commercial and does not touch subjects that may be of use in the work-a-day world. Morley offers me a complete get-away either to a world of make-believe or to a world of real reality where I can study the things that make life worth while. Music, economics. public speaking, languages- for the joy of being able to speak them, not because they will be of use in the office-and philosophy are just a few of the worlds I can enter at Morley.

In one sense Morley brings us up with a bang against the world as it is, and makes us realise what life could and should be. Morley helps to solve the very real problems of leisure and what to do with one's spa re time, but makes us wish for more freedom and leisure in which to develop the life that Morley opens out. Because of this it trains us in that divine discontent that makes us strive for things that are better; makes rebels of us by forcing us to see what is wrong·

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with the world and gives us a scientific out­look on the way things can be improved.

My dream Morley shows me also a , College that is in full co-operation with . other working-class centres. l visualise in my imagination tudents of Morley getting scholarships to Ruskin. I can picture our

.students coming in from the great working-class organisations, the Trade Unions, Co­

, opera tive Societies and Labour parties- but _you see this side of the picture is only my dream Morley and the reality has to be .faced.

Many places offer ed ucation of a like kind. The City Literary Institute and other . bodies are teaching many of the subjects that we offer and on the face of it there is not much to choose between us. But there is a difference; one that is not so easy to define. I think it lies in just this-that Morley is a

··' College for Working Men and Women." T can assure you that these word ·' work­

·ing class " make all the difference; and that my dream Morley, though hardly a reality, nevertheless does influence our work and colours, if ever so slightly, a ll our connec­tions at the College.

To me it is just this that makes Morley worth while. This worlcing-dass outlook and interest in the vHal things of our lives. This it is that makes for the keen spirit of its students. the secret of our success and the

reason for the new wing that the pressure of growing pains makes so very necessary.

As a finishing note may I exhort all of you, no matter if you are students or not. to come along and join in our work. You who know the College remember our great heritage, to which you owe so much. Re­member the men and women who made Morley possible and the struggle they had 10

get for you the things that make our lives bearable.

It is truly said that we are the heirs of all the ages. The struggles that our ancestors had to give us the freedom and democratic rights we do possess. are of the pattern of our history.

Those of you who come to Morley for its l.Jnguages, its fine gym. or dancing classes, come along one year and sample our other wares. Come along and help to shape the life and ideals of our working-class College. Help to make Morley fit into the constantly changing pattern of our Jives. The shape of things to come is governed by you and me. and the power lies la tent within us to shape and mould the future how we will.

··r will not rest from mental fight. Nor shaJI the sword sleep in my hand.

Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land."

TONl NICHOLSON.

First Impressions By a New Student

·" I SAY, I should like you to pul in about a thou and words, what you think about M orley College." I looked a t him! Who

was this man? Admittedly it was around the time of C hristmas good will, but what a thin!! to ask for! Who was the man? He told~me: '' The Editor of Morley Magazine." ·· But l"ve only been a student at Morley for about four months, and I'm a member of but o ne class and one club. I visit the Col­lege about l.5 times a week." "All the

better," was tbe reply, ·• we've plenty of people who have been students for donkey·s decades, who come to the College 6.9 times a week and are all only too anxious to give their impressions. Your angle will be differ­ent." Ah! I understood now; so that was the idea-Morley as a semi-illiterate sees it. " All right." I told him. " I'll think about it."

After the Editor had disappeared, I de­cided to get a second opinion on the subject. I stopped a student just going out. ·'Excuse

me," I said, "what were your first impres· sions of Morley College? " I got a funny look and then a reply. " That there were many more women than men about, and that they all looked respectable. But the place improves upon acquaintance. Good night." Not too helpful, though I remembered the phrase, " the place improves upon acquaint· ance."

I thought a bit on my own account. What was my very first impression?-why, cer· tainly, the man at the door. There he was, before his cunning little office. A figure in a long military-looking great-coat; with but­tons and smartly cut withal. And a hat that looked just right, and beneath the hat a dig­nified face with a most exquisite little bit of a beard. He reminded me, somehow, of an official one sees on the frontiers of one of those smaller Central European countries. But he was courteous. When I went in, he said, " Good evening," as if he had known me for years. And when, later, I left, and I was tired, and he should have been tired too, he said " Goodnight " to me as if he had been waiting there specially to say it. A favour­able impression!

And what then. I went out into the street. walked about for a time, and re-entered. Yes, my first opinion was correct, the common­room could pass easily as a West-Endish Club. Just that atmosphere. Respectable members of the bourgeoisie disdainfully turning over the literary leaves. One or two looked up as I entered, eyebrows were raised; I was an intruder, I felt. But then they returned to their idle reading and in peace I was left ignored. These too superior people wete far too reserved for me ever to get to know them. I imagined that there were not very many folk among them who lived in the immediate vicinity of the College-which is a pity. Still , they do improve upon acquaint­ance.

And what about the teachers, what do I think about them? I've seen them hurry in, efficient-looking people, with one eye on the clock as they hurry over to write something

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in a little book in the corner. One, at least .. looks terribly and imposingly important, and all of them look as if time was very valuable to them, so I expect they usG it well.

Take my own teacher, and the way he comes rushing in. Obviously saturated in academic knowledge, though one would think him lacking in energy. Yet each week he spends so much in the exposition of his subject, within the hour and a half that I'm with him, that I am perpetually reminded of a conjuror taking rabbits out of a hat.

What else is there? Yes, the posters and advertising matter, and the courses and sub­jects they set out. They're up-to-date, they're necessary; they touch upon topics that are topical and vital. There's nothing stale, stodgy and fly-blown about them.

I had the idea that there must be someone responsible for all this. A Moving Spirit, a Man-Behind-the-Scenes, someone whom I should see stalking through the College with_ a sea of secretaries asking him to sign things, and a track of people trying to get a word in. Not at all. Inside the College quietness and smoothness characterises the running of the place. And the Man-Behind-the-Scenes is a Woman.

I asked a student, a female it happened to be, what she thought of our Principal.

" Oh, a nice person, but do you think she looks clever enough to be a Principal?"

"I should think so," I murmured. "Well, probably one can't always go by

looks." Here is someone else, I thought, who is

thinking bf the Moving Spirit sort of person. Instead it is, I think, a personification of im­perturbable calm, a keen brain, and sym­pathy and understanding which contributes to the success of the College.

These are the things, then, that I think about Morley College. But, of course. I only attend about 1.5 times a week. There was just one other thing, the building seemed too small.

But even that is improving upon acquaint-ance . FRANK BESWICK.

A Retrospect By an Old Morleyite

ELSEWHERE. from more fluent and convincing pens than mine, you will read of the history of Morley College

and of some of the hopes and aspirations engendered by our new Extension. Happily there are, as tudents or still closely con­nected with the CoJlege, a devoted number of men and women who participated in our first Extension a half century ago. A retrospect may be interesting, encouraging and even a guide.

Conceive, if you can, the small band of students of the artisan type crowded into mall dressing rooms on and above the stage

of the Old Vic. The weird, eerie, semi-dark­ness and silence of a life-departed kingdom of make-believe; the startling occasional up­roar as the heavy counterpoises of cenery moved by unseen hands, clattered and clam­oured upward or downward in their guides. This sombre a nd gloomy atmosphere, heavy with mystery, was a reflex of the abysmal ignorance of the youth who pervaded it and within whom the dawn of light, an inspira­tion of the existence of a huge sun of delect­able knowledge, had been awakened by the Science Lectures in the Victoria Hall.

Just as the glare of light from footlights. battens and flies gives life and meaning to the medley of animate and inanimate artistry beneath it, and attracts to it the crowded audience. so the intellectual light, once dis­tinguished, drew toward it more and more youths eager to expand into vitalised human­ity under its influence. Our first extension became a necessity.

Almost insurmountable difficulties were overcome and Morley College. the building. was erected .

Regarded from a modern P olytechn ic standard. it was a Frankenstein affair. attached to Mother Vic. and burying itself in her ample bosom. whence we obtained the greater part of our sustenance.

Our Library, the largest room in the build­ing. projected over the stage. Our stud ies were often disturbed by the salvos of cannon and the rattle of sabres or drums on the stage beneath. Yet in this library was developed the outstanding characteristic of Morley- its strong social side.

Under the stage extended our gymna ium and refreshment room. The red distempered rough brick walls were quaint ly ornamented by holes about a foot square in odd corners near the ceiling, and in each a mall light wa kept burning. This proclaimed a heroic buL doubtfully succe5sful a ttempt a t ventila­tion . Unsympathetic concrete welcomed the fall of the immature atWet~. In spite of thi it was " Our Gym " and the gymnas tic d is­plays given by our students in the Vic .. on Prize-giving days. were unexcelled.

Women were not admitted to the refresh­ment room and men were not permitted to see the women al work in the gym. Separate staircases were used by each sex and skirt::. were compulsory over the very ample gym­nasium costume. To parade the College with a hat was a feminine default and smokinu and dancing were taboo to both sexes. ~

The Vice-Principal and staff sat at de ks in a corner of the Common Room. The un­tutored mind might interpret this as surveil­lance. No greater error could be made! This corner was the heart of Morley-its soul­centre. To and from this corner flowed all that was vitalising in human life. For nearly forty years women of exceptional ability in­fluenced to maturity the germs of all that i beautiful in being, thought and character. The class-rooms were the fountains of kno v­ledge: the clubs and social gatherings the growth-centres of sociability: the Common R oom the nucleus and fosterage of many lifelong friendships and partnerships- but that corner influenced the whole of our acti­vities and guided, moulded and inspired Lo

an increasing perfection the lives of hundreds of students.

Unparaded effort to form character by ex­ample and environment was the key to suc­cess. By their own characters, by taking students into the ennobling intimacies of their home and social life and, without osten­tation, giving proof of the possibilities of a common humanity attaining a greater per­fection in a common exalting environment, those competent men and women of staff and Council accomplished much.

Our class rooms, in subdued illumination from stellate pendants of naked gas burners were made brilliant by the intellectual efful­gence of warmhearted and mostly voluntary teachers, who refused bondage to a time schedule, readily succumbed to vigorous after-class discussion, and who were usually cleared from the room only by the complete extinction of the gas.

In a brief survey one cannot detail the effects of this activity. I have seen the Col­lege filled by the master minds of Chess and Draughts in tournaments, Press men and ex­perts eagerly watching progress: photo­graphic exhibitions of students' work of a high standard: gymnastic displays of great skill: unforgettable socials: soirees in which every room of the building was filled with the work of the students. Ineradicable is the memory of a monumental In M emoriam service to one of our first Principals which demonstrated. by the intensity of its feeling, the wonderful bond of friendship which en­compassed us.

I see to-day in positions of eminence in Parlfament, on Borough and County Coun­cils, in Law, the Stage and Industrial Art. numerous Morley students of those times. But the crowning glory of fifty years of in­telligent and sympathetic effort is manifest in the hundreds of homes, in England and abroad, which owe their happiness in great part to the true conception of citizenship, the real significance of liberty, equality and fraternity, generated within the walls of our first extension. W. RIVERS.

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From the Tutor· s Rostrum By a Member of the Staff

THE old Morley building is infuriating to teach in: it is crowded, it is noisy, the lecturer's voice i shot to pieces by a

barrage of Bach and buses. But it ha its points; if shabby, it is cheerful; coffee can be obtained at any hour and one is cvcry­Mlhere spurred on by Art.

Much might be written about our Morley Art. both the individual instances and their blending. The eighteenth century peeress, for instance, who sets such an example of forHtude in dress, the statuary which lurks in .comers, the photogra pbs of our benefactors, ,the genii and lodgers in the canteen, may ,each appeal to a difTerent mood, but most of them become endeared to us in the end . And the whole is somehow rich and cour­ageous and British. It could only have been achieved by a seafaring race accustomed to the accumulation of plunder. . . .

What 1 wish to ~a y, however, in this con­nection is that one fresco seems to be missing -a fresco composed from scenes of Morley life. In the centre there should surely be

·Our Principal, weari ng, slightly on the back ·Of her head. Minerva's helmet, but otherwise ·attired as the Goddess of Plenty. Under one ·a rm sho·uld be a cornucopia, not functioning as freely as she would wish; under the other her bag, bulging with appeals for her new

•Cornucopia F und. On her right I should like to see the patient angels of the canteen dis­tributing plates of chocola te biscuits and ham, on her left our dear doorkeeper collect­ing passes, while beneath her we must have the College Council, serene and beneficent against an embroidery of ·· Hear. hear! " ·" Agreed," and ·' Carried nem con:· The whole should be wreathed with students and ·1ecturers, pursuing wisdom.

The most interesting part of the new Ex­tension, from the s taff point of view, will be. 1 suppose, our new staff room. At present .one of the drawbacks of Morley is that one

never meets one ·s colleagues. Personally I have profited by this to construct a myth about them- a romantic myth . How wise, how intellectual their faces seem as they bend over the attendance book! How touching they look, how noble a nd sympathetic! And how homesick they make one, with their foreign airs, for the countries one has seen or has never seen! lt is difficult to believe that they are merely human beings. For example, Mr. X. One of my tudenls is taking a course from Mr. X and he is held over me: he looms. •· 1 shall have to tell Mr. X what you have just been saying you know. and he won't like it , he won't approve of it at all!·• or ·· Now how can 1 possibly face Mr. X with that when [ know perfectly well that he won't like it?., l have a picture in my mind of Mr. X. based upon Zeus, but with touches of Dr. Samuel Johnson .. . Surely o ne cannot be utterly mistaken about a being whose dislikes one knows so well? Now. at any rate, I shall know. for now we shall all meet- or those of us wilJ m ee t who come early enough to set foot in the new staff room.

Finally, the students. Jf the students dill not make up for it all , who would endure the exhausting drag of evening lecturing-the icy street comers, the vitiated tubes, the im­possible mea l-times, the perpetual lamenta­tions of friends and fami ly? A s for the stu­dents. since they do not know who is writing this article, I wi ll merely slate that our Morley students are the most intelligent. conscientious, diligent . clear-headed. well­behaved (I know an employer who sends his junior clerks to Morley in o rder that they may acquire polish and decorum) generous. warm-hearted. public-spirited. agreeable and ingenious students to be found in the Brili . h Eii1pire. Nor have they faults, unless it be a fault to be tenderly considerate of the feel­ings of the staff. Jf they are late for lectures

it is only because they have been kept at work. If. they are absent, they have been having 'flu. lf they fail to do their written work, they have spent the time pondering on the more philosophical aspects of the subject. If they are seen passing papers to one another in class these papers will turn out to be help­ful extracts from the books under discussion. If they fall asleep you will find that they have been sitting up all night nursing sick relatives - and if they talk it is merely that irrepres­sible admiration for the lecture is bursting from their honest hearts.

Tf anyone should doubt the truth of these statements or think them exaggerated, I may say that I have them from the original source, the lips of the students themselves.

EDUCATION! School is a very elaborate railway system

where good little boys are taught to run upon good lines till they are shunted off into life. at the age of fourteen, sixteen. or whatever it is. And by that age the running­on-lines habit is absolutely fixed. The good big boy m erely turns off one set of rails on to another. And it is so easy, running on rails; he never realises tha t be is a slave to the ra ils be runs on. Good boy!

D. H. LAWRENCE.

* * * Education is the most important thing in

t he world, and the most mismanaged: which accounts for the continued low intelligence of the human race. Carlyle's definition of school is a place of torment where youth is confined behind windowless walls and has books flung at it. If only they would fling the right books, it would be something.

JEROME K. JEROME.

* * * T he whole art of teaching is only the art

of awakening the natural curiosity of the mind for the purpose of satisfying it after-wards. ANATOLE FRANCE.

The College Concert Mr. Foster excels as a programme

builder. and for the College Concert on. January 30, he again provided an evening's . enjoyment which would have silenced even a critic of the B.B.C. A spirited perform­ance of Beethoven's Eighth Symphony was . followed by a group of songs admirably sung by Mr. Cecil Cope. including Cecil Sharp's beautiful setting of " Searching for Lambs." The orchestra , well rested, then. played Percy Grainger's "Molly on the· Shore," much to their own enjoyment and that of the audience, and pursuing his search into the unknown and lesser known works. of Dvorak. Mr. Foster afterwards produced for our delight the Overture " Wanda."

The "Five Tudor Portraits" by Dr. Vaughan Williams deservedly occupied the whole of the second half of the programme,. and although it lost to the B.B.C. by a matter of some three days the honour of being the first London hearing, we were· privileged to listen to a performance which aroused the enthusiasm of composer and audience alike. The work, scored for solo· voices, choir and orchestra and based on poems of John Skelton, the Laureate of his time (1460-1529), makes big demands on the· performers, but at the end all received the warmest congratulations of Dr. Vaughan Williams, who reserved a personal word of· thanks for the soloists, Miss Cadogan, Mrs. Cox and Mr. Cope and the leader of the· Orchestra, Mr. Bunney. "Philip Sparrow ,,. was a fortunate bird to be lamented so beautifully and at such length by our fore­most Br itish composer, and knowing the excellent enunciation of the Choir it was, of course, unnecessary to p rint the words of the· Lament or of "The Tunning of Eleanor· Running,' but some there were among the audience who left a little disappointed that for their twopence they could not carry· away in print r. Tudor Glossary such as was: enjoyed by the sixpenny patrons of music iru Queen's Hall. E. J. N.

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The Ex.tension

IN my dream ] had become the paragon of physical beauty (see iUu tration). My

features had grown regular and clas ical; my form put me definitely in the Adonis class; my clothes were the envy of all beholders-in short. L wa lT.

A<:. I sat in glory in my pacious apartment. thinking

what a fine fellow l was. a I a \. e <female. eventeen.

comely) entered. aba ed her­self before me. and a ·ked leave to inform me that a de­putation awaited me without.

'' Show them. or it, within. child.'' I ordered grand ly.

The Morley College Couo­<:i l. the Student ' Executive Committee and a few other odds and ends filed humbly into the chamber.

Of My Dreams

once opened a Po t office account. but the thing ·topped there. Then I tried to open u tin of ardine , but that wa n·l loo succe sful anyhow. Why, once J couldn't even open my own street-door-though it's true l 'd been lo a party and was trying to open omebody cl e' treet-door all the time But beyond that-·,

.. Plea e:· said the Principal. " Ple11se . . , implored the

Secretary. ·· PLEEEEEASE.'' sobbed

t!~e Editor. .. Ladie and gentlemen:· I

announced. ·' r will do thi thing."'

·· Hurrah!" cried the ,..,hole ai,-:,embly. and forthwith bur ·t into a di cordant rendering of .. For he's a jolly good fellow."

* * * ·· Please make yourselves

al home:' I sa id , wjthout a trace of conde cension. "Pour yourselves out some cold tea.

.. I lt'IIS IT."

The great day dawned sud­denly- as day . great or other­wise. are o apt to dawn in d re a m . The procession

and drink your fill. You may mo1'.e, ladk!-> and gentlemen. Here.·•

I pushed aero a jar of shag and omc cigarette-paper .

The Principal. arrayed in her be t frock. 1he Secretary, wearing a worried look. and the Ma1rnzine Editor, lookirn? almo t criou . ea ted themselves before m'e.

·· Well. the fact i -" began the Principal. "-that Queen Mary can ·t come.'' con­

tinued the Secretary. "-and we'd like you to open the Exten­

sion. if you can pare the tjme," concluded the Editor.

I stroked my chin-fungus reflectively. .. , Opening things i not my usual line of bu i-11e s," T said half an hour later. •· True. T

formed up before my Park Lane re idence: tor when I open College Extension I do the thing in fine style. like the Lord Mayor of London.

It was an impo ing pageant. In front were the members of the College Council. weur­ing cap and gowns with all the dignity of Will Hay. Next came the Student ' Execu­tive Committee. in fancy dress, with false noses and full carnival effects.

In the rear trode the Magaz.inc Editor. ga rbed in immaculate evening dress (hired. if you a k me: or pi~1ched). He was followed bv a little devil who carried the Ed itorial Blue Pencil reserved for formal occasions .

Next, and mo t importantly, came 1. in my be t uit ( ee illu trationl riding in majc -

.tic elevation upon my State Elephant: a \tery wobbly old State Elephant. Naturally I was attended by a squad of flunkeys and in­ferior creatures of that sort.

Directly behind me trotted the kitchen staff with a band of urns, tea-trays and saucepan-lids. ·

About a mile and a half of classe::. fol­lowed, jncluding Mr. Joad and his ph ilo­sophers, looking very very learned indeed; some grammar classes leading their ma cot, a split infin itive; Mr. Cossor and bis snake­charmers, accompanied by a tortoise. a bison and a frog; Margaret Mon-is dancers, Mar­garet-Morris-dancing their heads off; French. Ital ian, German, Spanish, Greek, American, etc .. students, mumbling choruses in at least fifteen bad and worse languages: fencing &tu dents demonstrating how to receive tolcn property: psychology cla ses parading with tableaux of inferiority complexes. repre ions a nd unconscious minds: history students dressed for suitable character parts. uch as King John. Napoleon, Cardinal Wol ey. Charles Law:i:hton, Queen Anne, Georne A rliss, John the Baptist and Mickey Mouse: a group of men in splints and bandage ac­companied by a tank of iodine (first aid, or last): and a perpetual squeak that heralded the advance of the Beginners' Violin Class.

Then came an interesting collection of cl ubs. There were the cricketers, accom­panied by a thousa nd ducks; swimmers, in daring one-piece and breach-of-the-peace c rea tions: footba llers, charging straigln for t heir goal: billia rd-players, dragging their ca nnon behind them; and ramblers (in motor ,coaches owing to foot-soreness).

The Old Boys' and Girls' Ass. looked splendid in their marching costumes of hiking shor ts, beards and berets.

Then followed a medley of grotesque figures-Mr. Caliban, several of hi little brothers and other sundry members of his queer family; a lady with an aspide tra , a nother with a weathervane and a third without a .. bathing-costume, the hussy; R omeo with his Juliet, lugubrious Pro pero

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and a miscellany of Shakespearean char­acters; a group of apartment-house dwel­lers; evidently scarcely on speaking terms; tbe nucleus of a nudist colony garbed chiefly in inadequa te cloudlets; a chorus of sprites. angels, n ymphs and things; a few a nimab including a pair of shop-soikd horses. a moth-eaten dog and a black car: and some curious blokes -with harps. I perceived that tl1e refreshment-room mural-decorations had come startlingly to life.

What a show! How the assembled multi­tudes cheered us as we marched a long!

When we passed at length through Trafal­gar Square, Lord Nelson did u the high honour of saluting. At Westminster, Par­liam ent in a body forsook the social l ife of the Terrace to come and do us homage.

We came presentl y to the College. I rnde my State Elephant up the step . where stood the Sergeant wi th a large golden key on a silver platter.

I began to dismount to take the golden key, but missed my footing and fell . It seemed like two hundred feet to the ground. upon which I fell much bruised and shaken.

Especially shaken: then shaken; and slrnken again. . . . ·' Get up! Ifs Monday morning, and you'll be late for work," said a voice.

" Now you've done it!" I exclaimed wrath­fully. " After all the years we've waited for the Extension; after all the pen nies we've persuaded people to give-then. just as I was going to open it, you must wake me up. Now the darn thing'll have to stay closed for everr'

" I think you're quite mad." said the voice calmly.

'" So do I ;' I growled, as I got reluctantly up. PHIUP LEWER.

There is humour in all things, and the truest philosophy is that which teaches us to find it and make the most of it.

W. S. GILBERT.

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Your Morley By the College Secretary

W HEN the tumult and the shouting have died, the captains-and Her Majesty-departed, where stands

Morley College'? What of the future? What shaJI Morley become, educationally, sociaJly? Morley has been. Morley is. What shall Morley be'? Morley can be precisely what its members choose to make it. It is one of the few remaining self-governing institutions in the field of London adult education.

Morley is, we say, self-governing. What exactly do we mean by that? We mean that allhough dependent upon the London County Council for an annual maintenance gra nt to cover leaching. salaries, etc., and subject, therefore. to ultimate control by that body, the College Council are nevertheless in a position definitely to control the destintes of the College. They can shape its policy, formulate and carry out schemes and plans for improvement without interference from .,hove, subject on ly to conformi ty along broad lililes of educational practice, i.e. , as regards the type of instruction included in the College curriculum. Morley would not, for instance. be allowed to conduct classes in purely technical or vocational subjects such a engineering or commercial law. There the L.C.C. exercise their prerogative and fit the Morley piece in its appropriate place in the gigantic jig-saw which is London's educa­tional problem.

Morley, then, is more than semi-independ­ent. But how does this affect the student member? Wihat does it matter to Tom or Dick whether a County Council or a College Council control the organisation? It matters in this way. At Morley it is possible for a member, as an individual or as one of a group to make bis presence felt. his interests or ~is demands more than merely vocal. It is possible for him- or her-to know that the idea or suggeStion for improvement put for­ward, goes direct to a quarter where it is sll{e

to be considered on its merits with a view to its adoption. The machinery is there, as simple as it is possible to make it, consistent with a non-partisan outlook. Necessary safe­guards there must be. of course. The College has a constitution which ensures that no bias of a political or sectarian nature is al­lowed to creep in and destroy its claim to­ca ter for all citizens equitably. All and sun­dry whose desire is a fullness of life through knowledge and good fellowship, students of all creeds. sects, factions and parties-and of none, are members of Morley, and perhap the most important and significant thing they learn in the course of a session at the Colle!!e is that the other fellow really has a point of view- however misguided.

But as we were saying, a student who is anxious to cast this miniature community in a mould nearer to his heart's desire has an opportunity for doing so. Do you doubt it? You would like proof? You need go no further than the pages of the College Magazine.

Once upon a time-and not so very long ago either- there was a student at Morley whose freely expressed, devastating and scathing criticisms of the College Magazine would have made any but a case-hardened Editor blush with rage and shame .. . .

Now it so happened that the Editoriaf Chair fell vacant (not on account of the criti­cism- our Editors are made of tougher stuff than that) and the question of a _successor arose. Naturally choice fell on the student who had been so manifestly dissatisfied with things. He ought at least, it was said, to be given the opportunity of showing how the job should be done. . . . Did he grasp the opportunity? He did, with both hands! It was a job he bad looked covetously upon for a fong time, and at the time of going to press I am quite sure he is still enjoying himself mightily.

But to return to our machinery. This is <:omprised of a representative student com­_mittee of those individuals who as club secre­iaries are obviously already sufficiently interested in th.e College to be willing to give time and trouble to its development and well being, pJus several students with no club a t-1achment at all.

Two members of this committee are co­-Opted members of the College Council. thw, _giving all students direct contact with the _governing body-others of whom are al o -College students, but representing other or-

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ganisa tions. But thereby the !)tudent body has a most e.ffecti ve voice in the govern­ment and control of the College. which. of course, is as it should be. For after aJI, what is the College? What can the CoJlege be with­out the co-operation and enthusiastic support of its members? Merely another " soulless·• institute from which fate- if only out of o ur respect for the great-hearted men and women who founded and nursed the College through infaacy and brought it to its present stature --good Lord deliver us!

G. COTTRELL.

Farewell to the Old Library By the Librarian

'I T was impossibl~ not to feel a twinge of sorrow as the old library was hustled o ut during the last days of 1936. What sorry

l1eaps confronted us on all sides, books on '.Science, economics, fiction, literature, foreign languages, stacks of College Magazines and music elbowing more volumes aside. The l1istory a nd records of eleven years' work lay before me.

It is perhaps opportune to ask what has 'been accomplished during this period , since the commencement of the library in the old ·buildings in the neighbourhood of the " Old Vic." From humble beginnings, by gifts and small purchases, books were graduaUy .acquired. Later a small subscription and a lthough for some time students were slow in coming along to help the Library, it even­tually gained support. With the help of an L.C.C. grant and increased subscriptions it was possible to place the Library on a surer footing. More books were added covering a wider field, thus increasing its popularity.

In a few years membership doubled and nearly trebled, and we now have the satis­faction of knowing that the Library is per­forming a valuable service in the College. Many happy memories, exciting moments and some mistakes have been crowded into

t he rush hours of an evening, in the old

library. of which perhaps more in a future issue of the Magazine. However, it has ended, and we are on the threshold of a new era, in a new Library and beautifully fitted up room of which details will be found on other pages in the Magazine. At the time of writing it is a maze of books. Out of it all shall come order. arrangement and a Library of which we shall alCbe proud. As to its up-keep, books added, etc., it is up to all to join and help to swell the funds, so that we can keep abreast of the times. If you do not, look out for yourselves in these pages next September, when I sound the clarion call for membership.

In conclusion, I think it is fitting to take leave of the old Library, by thanking all who supported it and commend the new with a quotation from Shakespeare:-·• come and take choice of al! my library."

F. W. W EBSTER.

CRICKET CLUB. The member~ are already looking o,·cr their hit and

getting their eye in at indoor practice every Friday even­ing from 8 to 10 al Lntchmerc Baths, B attersea. Even if you can·t come along regularly, you' ll find that a few evenings' practice between now and the end o[ April will prove beneficial.

To non-mcmbers.-lf you nre good. or u~cd to be considereu so, or even if you·ve never handled a ba1 in your natural , comi: along one Friday ..nd we'll '· 1:irn you:·

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Club LE CERCLE FRANCAIS.

Le cercle lran~ai, e,1 d i: 1ous les clubs du Coll~gc. le plus ac1if au point de , uc ,ocial c1 acndt!miquc. ll c.\l,te dcpui, plu, d·a ruu!c., yuc peuvcm sc rnppcler la bases plupa11 de. membrc, aciuels. Ccpendant Jes variees , ur k , qucl• ii fut fondc , ub, 1, 1cn1 toujours. Scs succes sont de rcspril et le, mcmb1c, anc1cn, et ac1ucls en conservent un ..ouvenir agreablc Sc- ac1ivi16 son1 vorifrs et com­prcnnent I,\ liuera.wr.:. le dc!b:11. le chant c1 !'appreciation tic, chanson, modcroc, cl ,·ieilh:,.

Les idez... d'cgaliL~ social 1.'L de la 110ursui1c de r ~ruclition pour la vertu memc qui fut Jes supports s ur tc,4ucls le College fuc londe se rcncchbscnt dans l':itm o­sphere qui existe II 1ou11!!. les r.!unions socialcs du cercle. Le club a rappu1 cmhou,fa,te du Dirccteur J e Langues Morlernc~ et des prole,~curs du Coll~ge. Done nou, avons tous :u1cndu a,·cc pla i,ir lt l'ouverture de l'nugmenu11ion promir ii ~ a long1cmps, afin que le nombre d'ctudiam, de, langucs c1rangcre, qui jusqu-ici 0111 etc, " mis en pension· · pui, ,cn1 i:1re rci;us sous Jes loi1s tlu Colli:ge m~rne.

'ou,; esixron, gu~ Sa Ma1c,1c La Reine Mary ~era co111cn1c d.., prendre bonnc no1c que, malgrc! l'inqui<!tude acLUelle ;l l'ci1rangcr, l.1 dem:rndc des c!tudi:int~ d"apprendre le, l:mgucs .:trangere, nc diminuc pa, et r augmentntion tJu b11Lirnen1 donner:1 meillcur logcmcnl a cctte branchc Jc, clas~, du Collcg.:. 1',ous at1cnd011\ le jour o ;:i ..:haque homme et cha4ue lemme ,cront polygloucs et quc l'inimitie iniernauonale disparnilra it cause de la connaissam.:I! et la 1oltrnnce par chaque nation de, idt'ie, ~1 des mo~u1·~ d.., sc, , ·01,m,.

Le diner annuel du cercte aura lieu, Samed1, le 6 Mar, 19.'7 it 7 hcme, du ,oi1 au ::.haftc,bury Hotel. G1 . St. Andrew Streer. Sh:iftc,bury Avenue. W.C. Les pcrsonne~ tlc,ircuses d '11che1cr le, billet~ peuvent sc les procurer en ,atJdressam :i moi ou a Mon,icu1 J . McLaren, le tresoricr. Les billeb ne pouvan t 1:trc ,endm, a l'cntrc!e ii est mdis­p?n,ablc de k, obt:111r it r.n :ince.-A. T . Elvy (Hon. s~c.).

GE ' ERA L DISCUSSION S0C1ETY. The main actmty 01 the Society 1his term has be.en

the formation of :i group Lo d'.scuss the publications of 1he Left Booh Club. fhe fir st of , uch meetings took pl~ce on January }U. Mr. D. J . foxley. lecturer in Philosophy in the College, took the Chair. and Mr. Gordon Ouvid,on, who has served with the Scottish Medical Unic in Spam and wn~ returning there. opened 1he discus~ion on "Sp.11n in Revol1." He gave :i graphic account of condition , in Spain. of his personal experi­ence\, and of 1he gre.11 ditliculties 1hc Medical Unit ha, 10 conlend with in their "ork of helping the wounded there. £1 1,. ,,as collected for 1he ln1ema1ional Brigade. and 13s. for the Spani; h Medica l Unil.

By the time this Magnzinc apprors two more meetings will have• taken place .• , jomt meeting of this Society nod the Morley Peace Group with a debn1c ·• Tiiat Paci fism i, not a practical polis.y under modern conditions," Miss Magda Gellan and Dr. Edward Conze being the main ,pcakers : t1nu a further mcc1ing of the Left Book Club Group to d bcu.ss ·• Forw:1rd from Liberalism." Two more meeting, have lxcn arranged. On Mnrch 13 Mr. T . A. Jacl.,on. author o[ the recent book, " Dialectical

Notes Ma1eriali~m," will speak on .. The Paris Commune," a.act on April JO Mr. Moxley will open a discussion on, •· Freud anti Marx:• Both meetings will commence al 7.30. All sLUdents are invited to nltend, and those who nre not themselves members of the Left Book Club can borrow the books from the Morley Library.-!. Ballard.

FE ClNG CLUB. A FENCER

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S SOLILOQUY. To fence, or not to fence? Thnt is lhc question! Whether it is nobler in 1he mind to suffer The thrusts and parries of outraged fencers. Or om1 with them against Morley's trouble~. And by opposing end them. To fight : to light ; No more; and by a fight we mean to end These troubles, t1nd the 1housnnd other things T hat we are up against, :ind to end them now is Devoutly LO be wish·d. To pay. 10 owe, To owe, perchance too much : :ry. there·s the rub. For in that debt what harm may come, If we can no longer meet the debtor·~ call, This gives me thought . ThCl'e·s the surmise Thai mal.cs c:ilamity of our new wing ; For who could bear the brunt of such a shoe!.. A, debt l1np:iid. and none with which to p:iy it. So all who reatl these humble lines oi mine, Plc;i:;e show your •· mite," and with us " fall in line:~

- N. 0. Wall.

CHESS CLUB. On the retirement of the SecreL3J'Y two years ago we

a lmost ce:iscd 10 cxiM, but during 1he year somehow or o ther managed to retain a membership of seven. This )'car. howe,•cr, has brought with it an increase of membership and the Club that now meets on Tuesday evening,, is an enihusiastic liule group that in spite of the fact 1h:i1 it consists entire() of beginner~ often produces game,; which although they do not show pro­fessional polish, yet have a considerable amount of 1houghL behind them, and we would welcome anyone who has any interest in the game to come and sec us one Tuesday evening.

The Club ,~ still very small , bu1 thb is an :rd,·antage as it ensure-; 1hat everybody gets u g:ime, and in spite of the fact that we have a few good players. they :ire not of 1he ,on that look down on others who have less experience.

Please come along and sec u, one Tuc,;day, if only 10 learn the moves.

SWIMMING CLUB. The publication of this number of the Magazine is

indeed , omcthing ou1 of 1he ordin3J'y, for ii contains at le:i.,1 two items of utmost importance and of ou1s1anding i111ere:,1 10 all Sllldcnts.

T he fi rst ,s, of course, the opening of tJ1c long-needed extension to 1he College premises. and :i.s this event is dealt with exhausti, cly on other pages of this issue I will pass on to the nexl piece of good news-the Swimming: Club' comes out of hibernation during the first week of April a1 Lambeth.

Watch Notice Boards for full particulars.

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